The lost child

The lost child

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***discontinued*** Leah never had a normal childhood, constantly moving around the world and never keeping the same friends, it wasn't the best. But finally when she was starting high school, her parents settled for a small town in Ireland , hidden away from the big world she had already seen parts of. Being in a small town meant that everyone knows everyone and everybody in that town had mentioned to Leah at last once that she looked and acted nothing like her parents. Her best friend, Freya, had met Leah in a music class in school and have near enough been inseparable since. Freya was like her sister. Her job at the bookstore was what kept her sane most days when life got a bit crazy. She could always count on losing herself in a boor or helping someone. For Leah's 17th this year, she was planning to ask her parents to see the rest of her family. However, before she can, secrets are spilled and hearts are broken. *WARNING OF ABUSE AND KIDNAPPING!*
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Our moms were best friends. There wasn't much more to it than that. Every holiday, vacation and weekend, I was forced to spend time with Jax and his family. When I was four years old and he drenched my favorite blouse in ketchup, Jax and I became arch enemies...and then - somehow - we became best friends. But like I said, there wasn't much more to it than that. Mostly. Okay, so of course I liked him a little. How could I not? Even though Jax was annoying at times, he was also funny, athletic, popular, and downright hot, and I was his nerdy little best friend. He was my protector, the one who rescued me countless times from countless threats. We shared more than just friendship... Until the death of Jax's mother. The grief drove a wedge between us, and only so much more grief would follow. But pain has a way of tearing people apart, only to force them back together again. That's what happened to us. And, unfortunately, the only way around pain is through it. Trigger Warning: This book contains references to physical abuse and sexual trauma. Please read cautiously, and remember to take care of yourself.

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