Don't forget me

Don't forget me

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Imagine when you're with your best friend or boyfriend or whoever you call the 'person you love'. And you take them to the carnival, or maybe your favorite hangout spot. Now imagine having the best, most fun and amazing time ever. Now imagine your life, having that perfect day all alone with them, Then the impossible happens. The flashing lights of the ambulance, the smell of medicine at the hospital. How did you get there? Where is your lover? This story is about Uriah and Marlene having that beautiful time but it all ending in a millisecond. About regaining trust, and rebinding their love. I honestly really like this book so you should read it thanks ',:) .__________________.
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uriah
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