A World Divided

A World Divided

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Meet June, a 17-year-old girl living her best life. She's approaching judgment day, has her best friend Maya on her side, and is excelling in school. Little does she know, her life is about to be turned around. June lives in a society completely populated and ruled by women. 100 years ago men were wiped out because they were known to be the root of every conflict. Flash forward to today, and the women think they have it all figured out. Or don't they? Read to find out what happens when June stumbles upon Olly, an 18-year-old boy. ~Updated at least once a week, depending on my school and work schedule. I'll try to post updates every Wednesday!
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You can read the uncut version of this book over on https://archiveofourown.org/works/61769338 Life could be so unfair, everyone adored my big sister Ava, yes everyone. Ava was the most popular girl in school, she was outgoing, beautiful, and shone like a radiant star. Our parents told her she could easily be a model or anything she wanted really, and Ava with all the confidence of a film star strode through life dazzling all in her wake. She had thousands of followers on her Instagram, Whatsapp, and Tic Toc, and what did I have. Well I had a creative streak and an introverted nature, and I lived in Ava's shadow. The only reason it seemed anyone spoke to me was to get my big sister's attention. I felt like a butler or a handmaiden to a Queen. It was like I never had my own identity. No one saw me at all, until that one day someone did, and I remember it like yesterday. Did I make a good decision probably not, would I do it again, I am unsure. But just once someone noticed me, yes me, and it felt so good. It was good at first, but by the time I had realized the good would never last, the jaws of the trap were closed. I was far away and at his mercy, and yet another stood by me, one who could rescue me from my mistakes.

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