Forgive Me
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Última publicación sáb, jul 10, 2021
"Was it worth it?" She asked, pain in her voice. I gave her my most honest answer.
"If I could do it over again, I would've never left your side that day." She buries her face in her coat. We were far beyond fixing, maybe I should accept that, even if the universe disagrees.
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Highschool loner Isla is a musician who feels little emotional connection to anyone. Her boyfriend- Aaron, is a compassionate football player who does his best to get through high school with his anxiety on his back.
When they break up with each other, the Restorer wakes up. Designed to give people who's happy ending was taken away from them, it transports Aaron and Isla into a story with their memory wiped to see if they'll get their happy ending.
Yet they both prove again and again that they're not meant to be. Did the Restorer make a mistake? Or have they just not found the right story?
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