Hearts Drowned In Echoes

Hearts Drowned In Echoes

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"Who are you?" I asked the boy at the lake. He only smirked-and jumped into the water. When seventeen-year-old Nasha wakes from a coma, her memories are fractured and her reality... off. Her mother insists it was a car accident. The principal at her secluded boarding school acts like she despises her. A hauntingly familiar boy watches her from across the cafeteria. And her new roommate-a gorgeous, fierce girl from her lost past-knows more than she lets on. But there's something worse than forgotten memories-a feeling. A deep, unbearable ache in her chest... as if her heart was once bonded to someone she can no longer recall. As secrets unravel, rivers whisper, and shadows stir, Nasha is forced to question the truth everyone keeps hiding. Why was she at that River? Who pulled her under? And why does part of her feel like it never truly returned? A dark fantasy romance filled with mystery, betrayal, and a love that refuses to drown.
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They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

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