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Complete, First published Sep 06, 2023
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘉𝘶𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵.

𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬. 9.. 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.. 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤.

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The starting part of "Starting Over" [ONE 7] but i wrote it in Bryce's perspective. I wrote this ba
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