As Long As the Sun Doesn't Set
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"As long as the sun doesn't set," Bakari said quietly.
Julian raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"
Bakari turned and looked at his best friend. "As long as we hold onto hope, we do not need to hide."
A smile graced Julian's lips. "Well, I'm feeling pretty hopeful right now."
(Disclaimer: This book is for 13+ aka PG13. This is an LGBTQ story, so homophobes, STAY OUT AND STOP YELLING AT ME FOR THIS STORY IT'S LITERALLY IN THE TAGS. TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mentions of self-harm, depression, anxiety, anorexia, religious discrimination, homophobia, sexual assault, etc. Basically don't read this book if you're worried about triggers. Nothing too graphic and mostly mentionings, but mentioned a LOT)
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