He Shot Me
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Fanfic
Riverdale
He pulled the trigger. All I could hear was screaming. My vision went black. Find out what happens to Ellie Jones when she gets involved with the three bad boys if the school! Will she fall in love? Will she ever recover? Will she take him back? Will Her long lost best friend ever wake up? Read on to find out xxx ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● First Book so I'm warning you now if it's bad haha ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Proceed at your own risk
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