The Memory
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Amie has a memory she would give anything to forget, but she ruined her own life to save his. Jake has been in love with his best friend for ten years, but what will happen when he tells her? This book is dedicated to Jmariebeall5123 because her book 'Flaws' is connected to this book, so hers tells most of the story from Marcie's view and what happens to Marcie, which might ruin some of my book, because she types faster than me. But, she hasn't published it yet and it will probably be a while because she doesn't do parts so just wait. But please, after you read this, read her book too. :)
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