What We Buried
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Amaya James was just a quiet girl from a sleepy Southern town in North Carolina, raised on porch talks, sweet tea, and Sunday sermons. At fifteen, her life took a turn when her mama packed them up and moved to the cold, concrete streets of Chicago, chasing a new beginning.
For a while, things were calm. She kept to herself, stayed out the way, and tried to make peace with her past.
But all that changed one fateful night - a night that started with music and laughter... and ended with blood and secrets. That was the night she met Stack - charming, dangerous, and impossible to forget.
Now, caught between the girl she used to be and the woman survival is forcing her to become, Amaya finds herself tangled in a world of loyalty, love, and lies. And in the streets of Chicago, peace is a luxury few can afford... and the past never stays buried for long.
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