THE LILIES YOU TORE
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Última publicación jue, ene 8, 2026
Fifteen. That was how old I was when I noticed Malik Hayden Jafar. Sixteen. That was how old I was when I fell inlove with him. They say loyalty comes before love. But what happens when love burns hotter than loyalty?
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Saffy never thought high school would feel this heavy between late-night secrets, best friends who mean too much, and enemies who look at her like they see right through her soul. Ty has always been her safe place, the boy who held her hand through laughter and grief. But Malik, with his dangerous edge and unreadable eyes, lingers like a storm she can't escape.
When whispers in the hallway spark fights, when friendship blurs into something more, and when promises hang on fragile Fridays, Saffy is forced to face a truth she isn't ready for: love can heal, love can break, and sometimes the lines between the two are paper-thin.
How do you hold on to the people you love most... when letting go might be the only way to survive?
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NB: Not your regular teen romance
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PS: Darker, spicier and best served with a cup of latte and a box of tissue
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