where time lingers

where time lingers

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Zora Rae Turner was full of life - curious, bold, and dreaming of a world beyond the dusty roads of her small Southern town. But now she drifts through a quiet version of home, caught in the soft blur between memory and something else entirely. Days repeat with a strange familiarity. Her mama hums in the kitchen. Her best friend Avery visits like always. Her boyfriend Colt still promises a future. But something is wrong. As Zora pieces together fragments of her world - voices that don't reach her, reflections that don't always look back - a haunting truth begins to stir beneath the surface. What happened that night by the willow tree? Why does everything feel like it's already been lived? Told through a slow unravel of poetic recollection, Where Time Lingers is a Southern Gothic ghost story about love that lingers, violence masked as devotion, and the fight to be seen even after you've been forgotten. This is Zora Rae's story. And she's not done telling it.
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Formerly Known As 'The Ghost In My Attic' {Contains Mature Content} The cold Brooke Hills breeze takes over the night. Blowing mercilessly as it cools off some of the pain on my face... I watch the trees dance in the wind and the moon plays hide and seek with people like me who are still looking at it. Hiding behind the tree branches and leaves. I always feel serene and at peace when looking at the moon but tonight..... Looking at it just purely outlines the difference between who I used to be and what I currently am. Like soothing kisses, the rain droplets rest on my skin. Not long; the rain begins to pour. The pregnant clouds decided the time to deliver their bottled-up tears was when my heart had no strength left to cry anymore... I feel the rain flow over my body and I wish it could flow through me... Flow-through me and wash off the dirt and memories of this horrid night. My legs hardly leave the floor as I walk ghostly towards home. What used to be my safe heaven..... ¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢°¢° After years of being insulted and hurt by the whole town, the final line is crossed when the mayor's son takes away the one thing she valued most. (Her virginity). Soon after she meets a ghost, the mayor's son is found dead and a lot of dirty secrets begin to surface. Is Laina the culprit or is she just a victim of circumstance?. Well, you can only find out by clicking READ... 💖✌. Highest Rating; #1 Assault😘 My name is Aider Kwin on any social media platform. If u see my book on another app by a different name, pls let me know😩😩🙌🙏 Writing ain't easy so stealing ain't nice💯💯

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