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bittersweet
/ˌbɪtəˈswiːt/
1. involving feelings of happiness and sadness at the same time.
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[muslim girl x atheist boy]
Being a Muslim who wears the hijab, Daneen Mohsin wants nothing more than to have a normal last year of high school in a new area. Following her survival motto 'stay low, stay out of trouble', Daneen hopes to stay at the bottom of the attention radar without catching trouble. But after she publicly refuses to work with a boy who made fun of her, Daneen catches the attention of a certain someone.
Joseph Kingston is the school's no. 1 heartthrob with looks that made people swoon all over him. His smooth voice, stunning smiles and charming personality forced everyone to overlook his troubled side and all the fights he managed to get into. He had his own way of sweeping people off their feet, be it literally or figuratively.
Now throw in a revenge plan, an unknown person, a collection of letters, unexpected feelings, unfulfilled promises, a boy with ties to Daneen's past, Joseph's unspoken secrets and you will get: some bittersweet memories to keep forever.
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