Is This My Fate?....

Is This My Fate?....

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Jade is a sixteen year old girl who has something different about her. Her whole life she has been told she is fragile and been limited to things she can do. Jade has had an easy life even after losing her parents on her sixteenth birthday. After a month of them being gone she has tried to focus on her schooling, but she slowly starts to feel the pressure of her past start to weigh on her. She may have had life made for her, but it wasn't the happy go lucky life that the painting pictured. One night she goes out on her own to a river near her home standing at the edge. She listened to the water going down stream. The slight breeze rustling the leaves. Then a strong iron smell.....blood? She didn't even flinch though as a hand rests on her shoulder. "What a waste of a beautiful soul."
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COMPLETED. Jade thought she understood loss. She's lived in the silence her parents left behind when they died. She's learned how to carry the weight of it without collapsing. She's convinced herself that surviving is the same thing as healing. She was wrong. The past isn't finished with her. The life she carefully rebuilt begins to fracture, like glass strained past its limit. The safety she clings to feels thinner. The future she once believed in feels uncertain. With her fiercely protective brother and the two boys who refuse to let her face the dark alone, Jade is pulled into something deeper than grief-something that watches, waits, and refuses to forgive. Old wounds reopen. Paranoia tightens its grip. Secrets begin to surface. Someone out there hasn't forgotten the past and whatever is coming isn't finished yet. They linger. They follow. They wait for the perfect moment to return. And this time... It's personal.

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