Too much to Handle

Too much to Handle

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!! Content warning !! This story contains themes of a plane crash, grief,and suicide. Reader discretion is advised. What begins as a simple goodbye at the airport turns into something neither of them could have imagined. Alice and Leo - best friends, maybe something more - are on their way home after a shared holiday. But when Alice suddenly boards a different flight, leaving only a letter behind, everything changes. Leo's heart is still full of words he never had the courage to say. Until now. What follows is a decision made in seconds, a storm in the sky and a search across unfamiliar ground that might arrive too late. A story about the weight of silence, the ache of what's left unsaid and the kind of love that can carry you to the edge. Even when it's already broken.
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***COMPLETED*** Sky's home life was a little piece of hell on earth. She often had to fight past the pain, but she always found a way to become stronger. When Jake came into her life, he changed everything. She knew from the start that theirs would not be a fairytale romance. They came from two different worlds but could Jake find a way to make her part of his? ******** The thought of him going to the other room and leaving me, literally made my body ache, didn't he know how much I needed him? I wasn't going down without a fight. Slipping my t-shirt off of my shoulder, I gave him my best pouty face and pleaded with him, "You wouldn't leave me all alone in this big, cold bed would you?" He shot me a look that I can only describe as a warning, "Fight fair Sky, I am only human!"

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