Hood
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"We have nothing left of us Jo... But we can still try, I want to." His voice cracks as he holds on to my face and I feel my resolve crack as desperation clouds both of our judgements. Josephine transfers to a new College with hopes of escaping her shadows. Does she find the release that she so relentlessly seeks? or does she fall deeper into the dark abyss of her mind?. What happens when she meets someone just as haunted as she is?. New bonds are made and pasts seem closer than they really are. Follow Josephine and Vincent on their journey as they discover the value of recovery, friendship and love. -☆I honestly think that the description doesn't do it justice because I'm not really good at summarizing my thoughts but whateverrrr. P.S 'Hood' is a very special title for this book and I couldn't just see the book being named something else. You'll find out why I named it that as you hopefully read and enjoy the book. 😘 ಠಠ ALSO THE IMAGE ON THE COVER IS NOT MINE. I saw it on Pinterest, hehehe.
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