Hope (18+)

Hope (18+)

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Apr 11, 2018
Hope: a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen. ~~~ After losing her father in war, her mother packs up their belongings and moves them to the sunny state, California. Having to start at a new high school with only having two months of her senior year. Selena struggles to fit in, but at her charity ball she meets the famous bad boy Logan. Enchanted he searches for the girl that brought his interest in her. Love is in the air, but will it last?
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