2,400 Miles Away From You..

2,400 Miles Away From You..

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Meet Chelsea a sixteen year old girl. Who, all her life, wanted somebody to like her for who she is. Meet Caleb, a playboy who can't stay loyal. Who also messes around with a bunch of girls. Despite knowing who he is, Chelsea still tries changing Caleb into someone he's not. But can you really change someone that lives 2,400 miles away from you. Book cover, Cast list, and banner are made by: @incrediblestories2 (This story is based on real events)
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