Avalda's Garden

Avalda's Garden

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Avalda wrote a journal when she was 15, which was filled with truths and secrets of all those close to her. Written secrets and words containing passages of her trauma and the reason behind it, exchanged paragraphs of the cruelty of her family...One night she decides to sell it to a publisher, a mutual of her aunt, and leaves it all behind. As fate would leave it Avalda meets a strange handsome man who mentions her book, not realizing the man that mentions it is secretly discovering her. The stranger wants to unmask the face behind the woman and share her story publically to the world, but she isnt ready for that. So she hides...Until she can't, but when all goes wrong when her family finds out about the journal theres only person that can save her...Him. ___________________________________________________________________________ This story is about alot of things, Avaldas wants to escape her past, Grayson wants to unlock...
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