To Little To Late

To Little To Late

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 8, 2019
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Savanna, screwed up...big time. After running away from the small town she's lived within all her life, After running away from her and the feelings she left behind she somehow believed everything would be the same. That she'd be able to win back the love of her life, Alice, her soulmate, that she'd be able to face her family again. The cold truth however is that her soulmate moved on. Engaged to someone who makes her happy. Someone Savanna could never hope to be. And as for her family...Her younger brother would die before he ever let her step foot anywhere near them. As Savanna falls deeper and deeper into her depression watching like a ghost as everyone she ever loved moves on without her. She than realizes what she has to do even if it means never seeing them again.
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