Diary of A Wallflower

Diary of A Wallflower

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They say that silence is how you can tell when someone is truly hurt but what if you don't like to talk? Jade is Sam Pottorff's little sister. She's 17 and has no friends besides Magcon and O2L. She sings and plays the guitar. She lives with Sam and the rest of the O2L boys. She hasn't lived the easiest life. Both her parents are dead and she's gotten bullied. She sometimes self harms and is really insecure. She has anxiety and gets panic attacks. She can kind of talk but chooses not to. No one knows why she doesn't talk but can anyone help her? (A/N: Not all Magcon boys are in this)
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COMPLETED. Jade thought she understood loss. She's lived in the silence her parents left behind when they died. She's learned how to carry the weight of it without collapsing. She's convinced herself that surviving is the same thing as healing. She was wrong. The past isn't finished with her. The life she carefully rebuilt begins to fracture, like glass strained past its limit. The safety she clings to feels thinner. The future she once believed in feels uncertain. With her fiercely protective brother and the two boys who refuse to let her face the dark alone, Jade is pulled into something deeper than grief-something that watches, waits, and refuses to forgive. Old wounds reopen. Paranoia tightens its grip. Secrets begin to surface. Someone out there hasn't forgotten the past and whatever is coming isn't finished yet. They linger. They follow. They wait for the perfect moment to return. And this time... It's personal.

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