Bruised
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  • Reads 6,686
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  • Parts 58
  • Time 4h 59m
Ongoing, First published Nov 26, 2023
2 new parts
Sequel to Broken.

"Memories have the ability of unlocking new emotions. They allow you to relive moments with surfacing feelings you were unable to experience then. It's your choice to let these feelings live and take hold or tragically, or in this case, delightfully die."

Makenna Adams can remember the first and last time she's ever been frightened of anything. That moment had turned her life into her daily nightmare. She would've never guessed that an English boy, Atlas, would be the second. The same boy who can't seem to stop thinking about what had unfolded the last time they were in the same room. He had certainly left her bruised.

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