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Remembering Her

Remembering Her

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Walking up to his door was one of the hardest things I had ever done. Maybe he would read the note and not even care. Maybe he'd care and try to stop me. Yeah right. The first scenario seemed more likely. *** Jax and Riley used to be inseparable. Growing up together, you'd always see them hand in hand, playing some sort of weird make-believe game. In their teenage years, their friendship grew into something more, something..romantic. Things were amazing between the two for two blissful years, until a betrayal, another girl, and a secret, tore them apart. *** See the lives of Jax and Riley play through in past and present as a horrible tragedy befalls them. Only one will survive this tale. *** Trigger Warning for those reading. Hope you enjoy ♥️
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#1 Mystery | #1 Thriller | #1 Young Adult Have you ever known someone more than you know yourself? Known them so inside out that you could finish their sentences and know what they're thinking, just with a glance? That was Casey and I. We were the ultimate best friends. We knew more than we should about each other. I was hopelessly and undeniably in love with him. I still remember the day perfectly. I wish I could say there was something to hint that it was coming. There was nothing. I thought I knew everything about him. Apparently not. He killed himself and a part of me died along with him. He was dead, and so was I. Or, so I thought. ** Cover by Reachingformorex ** © 2017 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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