Shattered

Shattered

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Nov 3, 2020
Bella's had a hard life. Even though she covers it with smiles and laughs, Bella is slowly losing hope in life. From the start, death has had its mind set on claiming her. After a failed attempt, Bella finds herself in a hospital bed and meets eyes with the school's bad boy, Ace Torres. Ace had his own problems but from the second their eyes met, Ace felt drawn to her. Can this Ace wiggle his way into her life and give her a new hope? Can this Ace look death in its face and take Bella back? Can Ace take her shattered soul in his hands and put the pieces back together again with his own shattered soul or will they both fall into the clutches of death? *Warning some parts may be triggering to some people.*
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