Broken Memories (On Hiatus)

Broken Memories (On Hiatus)

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All of Renae's life had been fine up until her 11th birthday. Things happed, bad things, and her life had never been the same. The laughter and joy turned to sorrow and despair. Her happiness turned into broken memories and her memories almost forgotten. Except for her 11th birthday, which she remember quite vividly. Now, 17, Renae is struggling through junior high and getting through day by day. With Her best friend, Chloe, and her current boyfriend, Allen, Highschool still isn't her prime years. But then again was any year her year? Hiding her past and surviving in a group home is much harder than she thought it would be. "My body felt like it broke. My world fell apart" Cover credits go to @lovely_bees This book contains some vulgar language, sexual content, mentions of drugs, alcohol and illegal activity. *Constructive criticisms is accepted and welcomed however hate is not and you will be blocked if doing so! * Share with your friends, family or even fellow readers and updates will be more frequent.
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Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

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