It's 1967 and the 60s are in full swing. Sylvia Leroy was just out of college and ready to experience the trip of a lifetime with her best friend in San Francisco. And the tall, dark, and handsome stranger named Dwayne seemed like a dream come true. Prequel to my previous story, the Lost Boys. Cross-posted on fanfiction.net.
She had never meant anything to him
Until she meant everything to him
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Sylvia Hale is ready to start a new life. Finally, she is in Merlac University, away from all the trauma she's experienced. She decides it's time to stop being miserable and actually live her youth.
She decided it was time to have fun.
And that decision makes everything go right down a big dark pit.
Because unknowingly, to her and everyone else, her heart has already been given.
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Brady Ashford learnt the existence of Sylvia Hale when he reached college. And she was the most beautiful girl he had ever encountered. He didn't know how he could've missed her back then. But it was his mistake. Because that didn't matter anymore. Nothing did.
It didn't matter that she was the only girl that made him feel this way. It didn't matter that he could only open up to her. It didn't matter he was in love with her. Because she was gone before he could know it.
And what hurt most was that his own twin brother had taken her.
( bad boy x mouse fanfic )
