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Everything Happens For A Reason
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jul 26, 2025
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EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON.
That's what they told us when she died, but no one ever questioned the reason.
It was always, overdose, a suicide, case closed.
We thought it was over, but the past has a way of crawling back, and it doesn't knock.
A year later, on the anniversary of her "suicide." we get THAT message. "meet me at noon."
Old wounds reopen, and new clues appear. Someone else "commits" suicide.
                                                No one is safe when the truth tries to speak.
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I anticipated every breath, and every word. Each day, you could only take an uneducated guess at what he would say. What he would do. My heart tremor as he leaned in. "I was wrong, sweetheart. I was so wrong," he whispered, the words tickling my ears. "Because with you, there are no doubts. Only love, so, so much love. And, I will spend every single day, every minute, and every fucking second proving that I deserve it." *** Kimberly Wrighton, the new girl who is desperate to make it through her senior year with as little issue as possible. The girl with a diary containing her insecurities, her secrets, and her true self. Kade Ryder, the typical popular guy who feeds off of fights, anger, and violence. The guy that gets whatever he wants, no matter who or what he has to destroy in order to get it. The bad boy that girls swoon over. The guy with a heart so cold, he would laugh in the face of someone's insecurities. This time, though, Kade had gone too far. What if the most rudest, arrogant, popular, and most beautiful man in your school took your diary? What if he read every thought, every bare emotion, and every word of it? What if, in the venture to get it back, you begin to see the real man behind the cold, hard exterior, the real you, and the real truth?