He Found me on the Ledge

He Found me on the Ledge

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He found her on the ledge-ready to fall. Seventeen-year-old Tamara "Mar" Hobbs has nothing left but scars. After years of abuse, neglect, and silence, she's sentenced to an all-girls boarding school where no one knows her past-and no one cares. Until the night she climbs the tallest tower on campus, ready to end it all. That's where Jonathan Caudill finds her. He's twenty-eight. A new professor with secrets of his own. Stoic. Sharp. Too kind for someone who's clearly been broken before. She should have never seen him again. She definitely shouldn't have ended up in his classroom. And she absolutely, undeniably, should not feel what she does every time his eyes find hers. They both know it's wrong. They both know the line between teacher and student can't be blurred. But in the quiet moments-the almosts, the confessions, the pain that only the other understands-it gets harder to pretend they're just teacher and student. Harder to deny what's already been written between them. This is not a story about saving someone. This is a story about two broken people... who survived long enough to find each other after the fall.
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WARNING:: CONTAINS ABUSE, SEXUAL CONTENT, SEXUAL ASSAULT, BAD LANGUAGE, SELF HARM, AND MURDER. THIS MAY BE TRIGGERING TO A FEW PEOPLE SO PLEASE BE AWARE AS YOU READ THIS STORY. Yes, that's what they call me. According to my family, I am a disappointment. They don't know me, the truth behind my rebellious acts. They don't know what created me, but I do, and it sure as hell isn't fucking pretty. My name? Oh yeah, my name is Tamara (tuh-mar-uh) and this is how I became the girl who- well...just see for yourself. ~~~~~~~~ Thank you for taking the time to read my story. I really enjoyed writing it for you! Its my first story, so please feel free to leave any tips! Thank you! -Valerie Aldava <3

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