Turn The Page

Turn The Page

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Her childhood has been ruined and destroyed by her own father. She has been raped by her own father at only six. Her own father killed her only sister with his proper hands. She went through ten years of hell before she got her ticket to move. That ticket is a chance to a new life. A chance to turn the page. A chance to have a happy life. Everybody at her new high school think she has the perfect life because she couldn't confess to anyone her cruel past. She won't confess to anyone until that bad boy with emerald eyes comes into her life. Will Amaryllis Dimorat confess to Harry Styles and turn the page to start a new life with him?
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