The Light You Give
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  • Reads 533,334
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  • Parts 46
  • Time 10h 29m
Complete, First published Apr 20, 2020
Mature
I place my hand on his leg to calm down his agitated tapping, he flicks me a knowing smile.
"Stealing my moves Lace?" Seth asks flicking me an award winning smile.
That fucking smile.
"I own your moves Nixon." I reply.
I go to pull my hand away but Seth's leg immediately starts bouncing again. I place my hand on his leg again giving him a sideways glance.
I see the corner of his lips tug into a little smile.
I see your game Seth Nixon.

Lacey Carter the Captain of the Soccer team, has guys at her beck and call, and has a secret. A secret weighing her down, like led. Hiding it from the world.

Seth Nixon. Lacey's best friends twin brother. Player of the school, Captain of the boys Soccer team, with secrets of his own... is about to find himself tangled up in Lacey's secret. 

Line's are crossed that can never be uncrossed. When everything feels like it's going downhill for Lacey and Seth, can they show each other the glimpse of light at the end of the tunnel? Or will their flirting and sexual tension be a temporary distraction in their harsh realities.

Best rankings:
#1 in NewAdult 
#6 in TeenFiction
#3 in Anxiety 
#6 in Depression
#1 in fake
#1 in perfect
#2 in party
#1 in teen romance
#4 in coming of age
#1 in struggle
#3 in trigger warning 
#13 in mental health
#2 in sarcasm
#1 in featured
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