Maybe, just maybe.
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  • Reads 169
  • Votes 22
  • Parts 8
  • Time 38m
Ongoing, First published Apr 18, 2020
Friends. Popularity. Lexi has it all. The only thing she wants is someone to actually know her other side, her story. Tired of living the same way and tired of having weird conversations with her old neighbour made her realise that maybe there is something, something she doesn't know about herself. Something hidden from her.
    Will it take saving everyone she ever cared about to realise that she is not like the rest?She never was? Or is it just something messing with her head? 
     Betrayal, love, jealousy, power, secrets, death is all a part of life and it doesn't matter who you are, you have to be there to face it. 
     There are some questions which will haunt you but only you can find the answers to them and Lexi is bound to find her answers but time is running out so hurry up.

𝑬𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕s:
~'𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦? 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥.' 
'𝘐'𝘮 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺' 𝘐 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘪dn'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦. 

~𝘔𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦?

~''𝘙𝘦𝘺𝘯𝘢',
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