One Last Wish
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Last published Mon, Jul 31, 2023
"Why are you mad?" My question came out in parts, heavy almost, as I worked on slowing my heart rate, which seem to have sky rocketed after whatever that was that we just did.
With heated eyes his hands pressed me closer to him "Mad about how I should've done this sooner."
He kissed me again, but slowly this time, more tenderly as if to savour every taste of me. My body reacted in a way I didn't know it could and I found myself savouring all of him along with the electric pulse flowing through my blood.
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One month, one boy next door, one last wish.
For seventeen-year-old River Collins, death has always been close by. If she runs too hard, she could die. If she doesn't take her pills, she could die and if she doesn't receive a heart transplant within the new month then she will die.
But during her last month, a new family moves in next door and all of a sudden the adventure junkie, thrill seeking and hot soccer player: Derek Matthews walks into her life.
Rivers' congenital heart disease has always held her back from experiencing life's wildest thrills but with this new boy in town maybe that can change.
And who knows, maybe love is the cure to a dying heart?
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I HARDLY STARTED WRITING AND THIS PLOT ALREADY GOT ME CRYING!!! 😭 y'all gonna need tissues at some point
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