Wrong Number // Calum Hood
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Fri, Sep 2, 2022
What happens to Calum when a text to the wrong number ends up changing his life?
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Everything in here comes from my own imagination and ideas. My story is created purely for my own enjoyment and to hopefully entertain reader's.
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