the rules of a relationship {coming soon}

the rules of a relationship {coming soon}

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 26, 2019
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marina & carter had the best high school relationship possible. when they mutually decide to break it off during the first year of college, marina can't help but feel like she lost a part of herself. eventually, she finds herself happier, and meets a boy called alistair. alistair - the opposite of carter. dark eyes, dark hair, and the tendency to break girls' hearts. marina knows it's a dangerous game - but curiosity killed the cat. and satisfaction brought it back. [longer description inside!]
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