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Ongoing, First published Feb 11, 2019
"Heey or Hi...
I'm not exactly or entirely sure why i'm doing this or whether it's a good idea, but you know me, i've always liked the bad ideas better and honestly I have something that I really need to get of my chest and out of my mind."

After Eleanore finished High school she left her home country, England to moved with her family to the United States. Leaving behind her friends and starting a new life. A lonely Saturday night she finds herself drunk writing a letter to a boy, a letter she actually never meant to send.

What happens when you suddenly confess your love to someone who lives on the other side of the world, he has a girlfriend and every single odd seems to be against you?
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