Help in the Shape of David Bloom

Help in the Shape of David Bloom

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"Hi. I'm Margaret or Maggie or Mary. Whichever you prefer. I'm 15 and I was diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia about a month ago. I'm not doing so well today." Maggie Hopper has just started to get her life in order when this happened to her. She now has to go through treatments and family drama and secrets that she never had to deal with before. She doesn't really know how to get through this. She was going to be in the play, get her grades back on track, learn to play piano. Anything but spend hours in a hospital and pretend like she isn't fighting for her life every second she continues to live. She refuses to trust anyone new, refuses to let anyone in. When a boy she's never met before comes into the picture, she'll become more reserved than she was before. Despite her vow to barricade herself from the rest of the world, he crashes into her life, feather quill in hand, and teaches her that her last days should be spent continuing to write her story.
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"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

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