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Desolate [h.s]
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Last published Tue, Aug 15, 2023
"a state of bleak and dismal emptiness."
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Ember never understood this life. She was given the worst of circumstances to live under, trapped in white walls that would confine her for the rest of her life. Harry styles is just someone who happened to be involved in something bigger then she could ever fathom. They hate each other down to the bone, until the unthinkable happens. Their time together becomes anything but the desolate places they've both grown to know.
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