Echoes of You
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Last published Fri, Jul 4, 2025
They told her to stay away.
Malachi Rowen was a warning dressed in leather and ink, with a voice like smoke and a smile that promised wreckage. Everyone saw the red flags-except Sofie Vera. Sweet, sun-drenched Sofie, who ran from the quiet pity of a town that never let her forget. At Bramden University, she just wanted a fresh start. No whispers. No past. No heartbreak heavy on her shoulders.
But then came Malachi-with secrets stitched into his skin and shadows trailing close behind. He was the kind of danger you didn't survive untouched. And yet, when he looked at her, she felt seen. When he smiled, she forgot to be afraid.
She should have run.
Because some boys don't just break your heart.
They leave scars you carry in your bones.
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