It's only in my head
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Madelyn Routlage to 18 latka ktora nie ma problemow, jest szczesliwa, nie ma kompleksow i jest we wszystkim idealna. Przynajmniej wszyscy mysleli tak po jej przylocie do Miami. Niegdys Maddie mieszkala w Londynie z rodzina zastepcza. Rodzice jej i jej brata Oliviera Routleaga rok temu zgineli w wypadku. Niedawno stala sie pelnolenia wiec postanowila przeprowadzic sie do brata mieszkajacego w Miami. Wszystko bylo idealnie dopoki nie zaczela dostawac anonimowych wiadomosci. Jak potoczy sie jej zycie? Czy odnajdzie sie w nowym swiecie? Czy znajdzie sobie nowych przyjaciol? dowiecie sie czytajac ksiazke :))
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