Behind 13A

Behind 13A

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A corridor erased from memory. A girl who refuses to forget. when ARIA BLAKE comes back to ASHTHRONE HIGH after just few months away she expects to pick up from where she left off.....BUT BUT BUT no one remembers her...neither her friends nor her teachers not even in school records...strange right...but only one person, ETHAN CROSS claims that HE has seen her before.... LETS DELVE IN THE STORY AND FIND OUT MORE ...
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They say college is where you find yourself. I didn't come to find anything. I came to hide. Arina Blake learned that silence can be armor, and disappearing is safer than being seen. She wants a quiet life, invisible footsteps, and no eyes on her. Especially not his. Ethan Hayes doesn't chase people. They move when he looks at them - fear, respect, survival. His world is shadows, control, secrets no one survives getting close to. Until her. She bumped into him and didn't flinch. She talked back. She didn't look away. Now he can't stop watching. And she can't stop wondering why the most dangerous boy on campus looks at her like she's the only thing he's decided to want. He shouldn't want her. She shouldn't go near him. But tragedies recognize each other - and broken souls bleed in the same color. This isn't a love story. This is a collision. And collisions always leave scars. But sometimes... they remake you. "You don't get to walk away from me." His voice didn't rise. It didn't need to. "Not after looking at me like you wanted to run... and wanted me to follow."

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