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enemiestolovers helpothers love romace visions

Amara Smith is just an average girl, but she seems to be having trouble in her day to day life because of these intense headaches and visions. As these visions progress she is referred to a mental asylum. As the visions become more clear by the day she begins to connect the dots to her visions and what is happening in the outside world, whilst her insanely hot brothers friend lingers not to far away.
'Shh, my love.' he said as I lay next to him. Stroking my hair, he kisses my forehead, 'shh, my love it will all be over soon,' he repeats as I am held in his tight warm embrace.

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