Through The Storms

Through The Storms

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Romance
"I don't think I'll ever understand you Arden but I will gladly spend my whole life trying to." ~~~~~~~~~~ Arden is a beautiful, charming, and secretive young woman. At the age of 18 she has experienced more heartache than anyone her age should experience. Much like Arden, Ethan at age 18 has experienced to much heartache and loss Both shunned off love and pretty much all real emotions, find love,loss, friendship, all while they navigate their way through their last year of highschool. {This book is mainly in first person.} { This book is not edited... Like at all} *I hope you enjoy*
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A kiss can change everything. One kiss with your best friend, and it changes the whole dynamic. What will you do when you get to know that your best friend has been in love with you? What will you do when she doesn't want to be friends anymore and wants more instead? * "Everytime I see you with a guy, my skin fucking burns" Millie hisses, pinning me with an intense look that makes my belly flip. I am pinned to the wall with her caging me. "Do you know how hard it is to pretend that you are only my friend, and nothing more? That I love you but cannot have you?" Her words spin inside my head, and the thundering beating of my heart echoes in my ear. How do we come to this situation? I pant as she leans closer, her eyes averting to my parted lips. I am having thoughts of kissing her. Hell, I see her in my dreams so often now that I am not sure what she means to me now. Millie caresses my cheeks and a shiver runs down my spine. "I can't pretend anymore, Grace. It's getting really hard" she whispers in my ear and I squirm. When she meets my eyes, I say something that surprises her. "Then don't." I crash my lips on hers, crossing whatever lines we had.

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