SAFFRON

SAFFRON

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--"Saffron! Wait! Come back! I didn't mean it, I'm sorry!" I hear Andrew calling after me as I run back to my flat. Of course he meant it, he's right too. I am a pathetic scared little girl that won't let anyone in.-- Saffron Everglade may seem like your average beach loving shopaholic 17 year old girl they any boy would die to be with, but her life is full of lies. Lies that have scarred her and prevented her from opening up to anybody. Every time someone gets a little close to her, she runs. What will happen when Saffron can't run anymore? What will she reveal to the one boy who won't let her go? Why won't her past let her move onto the future? Find out how powerful true love can really be, how it can overpower any emotion, and change a person as you follow Saffron's journey of change, as she develops from an anxious closed up and lonely girl, to a girl that can't be held back by anything, except the power of true love.
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#1 Mystery | #1 Thriller | #1 Young Adult Have you ever known someone more than you know yourself? Known them so inside out that you could finish their sentences and know what they're thinking, just with a glance? That was Casey and I. We were the ultimate best friends. We knew more than we should about each other. I was hopelessly and undeniably in love with him. I still remember the day perfectly. I wish I could say there was something to hint that it was coming. There was nothing. I thought I knew everything about him. Apparently not. He killed himself and a part of me died along with him. He was dead, and so was I. Or, so I thought. ** Cover by Reachingformorex ** © 2017 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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