Starting Over Again
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  • Reads 76,631
  • Votes 2,872
  • Parts 31
  • Time 6h 5m
Complete, First published Jan 04, 2022
Mature
Book 2


"it's not mama" 


it's supposed to be a fun night but why does it turn into a nightmare? Why? 


"Get back here, Olivia! We're not done talking" 

"What mom? You're going to yell at me again? For what? For you to make me believe my mama is gone? She's not mom! She's still there with that fucking bitch! Why do you not believe me?" 


"She's gone, Olivia. We both see her and even mourn. Move on!" 


"How? How can I move on when I know she's alive? You already gave up on her. Well, mom guesses what, im not. I will find her." 


It happened unexpectedly. You're happy that day before something came up and that joy in your lips turned into a frown. Pale and lifeless. 



Is Olivia saying the truth? Is Y/N still alive? Will this family that once complete come back into one piece again? Will they find a way to be with each other again? 


Or they are all too late for that.
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