Second Chance
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What Happends when you realize you are not who you think you are? Follow Ella Marie Salvatore in her story.
*this story inspired by "my girl my girl- Elvis Presley fanfiction by xoceceox"
*there will be some spelling errors or random words where they should not be. I'm typing this book thing on my phone, just a heads up*
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