Submerged | H.S.
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  • Reads 50
  • Votes 7
  • Parts 8
  • Time 1h 30m
Ongoing, First published Jan 30, 2022
Mature
Completely lost in search of a new direction, Celine travels with her best friend to Italy in her gab year in pursuit of happiness and an escape from her mundane life in Norway.  

But things do not go as planned as she meets a tan, green eyed, curly haired man that changes her life forever. 
But is the meaning with the curly God a blessing or more so a secretive allure?

Pack your bags, it is time to dive in, and get Submerged 

*** 18 +***
*** MATURE AND TRIGGERING THEMES ****
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