Tinsley's cards are shit, but she's playing them anyway. What else could she possibly have to lose? She's already lost her shot at a good childhood, the cards dealt to her stained front to back with memories she's still bitter about. Attempting to navigate and survive in a world that seems intent on holding her back, Tinsley feels like the universe is closing in on her from every direction. Yet, amidst it all, she still clings to a sliver of hope that something good is going to come her way. Perhaps that something isn't a what, but a who. In the process of editing!! This is a wlw romance. It does and will contain themes of violence, sex, and other potentially triggering things. Please check the beginning of each chapter where I will do my best to put any trauma warnings.
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