Beautiful Nightmare
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'Nightmare:
/ˈnʌɪtmɛː/
A very unpleasant or frightening experience or prospect.'
Isla Fearne used to have a fiancé, a family who loved her and a bright future ahead of her. After a few tragic events, she finds herself in a Psych Ward, with no family and fighting her own battles.
Until she meets Ivy Green who simply turns her world around. They get closer and speak about their pasts, but Isla doesn't think she deserves a man like Ivy. So she tries to push him away and keep him at arms length.
But that doesn't always work, does it?
Follow Isla on a messy journey of self-love, heart wrenching moments and maybe, a little romance?
WARNING:
↦ Mature themes are included in this book. It has swearing, sexual assault, self-harm, suicidal thoughts + suicide, and mental illnesses. If this is triggering for you, then I suggest you don't read this book, and if you do just read it with caution.
#1 - Schizophrenic •9|6|21•
#8 - Psychward •14|6|21•
#51 - Journal •1|8|21•
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Start date: 01 / 06 / 21
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