You Don't Understand
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Rowan was used to being branded as a freak, especially by Grayson, the leader of the school and her brother’s best friend.
Grayson never wondered why she pushed her food around her plate, constantly drinking fizzy drinks and never seeing her face in the school cafeteria. It’s only when he witnesses her emotional breakdown, and that’s when everything is put into place; she has anorexia nervosa, and she doesn't want to do anything about it. But he does.
Soon, instead of hating of hating, she agrees to his help, while also helping him. Which works a bit too well.
That’s when the problems starts.
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