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Unease - Four ways to fall

Unease - Four ways to fall

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sun, Jul 26, 202636h 53m
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Fiction
Romance
Love Triangle
Enemies to Lovers
Slow Burn
She trusts everyone. She always sees the good in people. Not because she's naïve, but because she chooses to trust. Every time, she chooses to believe that people are more than their worst side. She's sensitive, emotional, radiant. And she's used to earning everything on her own. He's been burned by love. He's spent his life chasing the wrong person, skimming the surface so he wouldn't have to feel too much-because the only one who ever truly loved him left far too soon. He comes from an important family, from a world where the path is already set and choices are never truly free. She speaks with her heart in her hands, lets herself go, trusts him without knowing who he really is. And that throws him into crisis. He desires her, but he can't afford her. In his polished world, built on appearances and opportunism, Aurora is an anomaly. Almost like a magic lamp. She doesn't seek perfection. She doesn't demand excellence. She asks only for honesty. A sincerity he isn't capable of giving. Aurora has never felt interest in anyone-she's never been with any boy. Yet being close to him ignites desires and sensations she can't name. Tom is ironic, brilliant, magnetic. An arrogant show-off with freckles and a breathtaking smile. But behind those smiles there's something that doesn't add up. A shadow she senses without being able to define it. And yet she can't stop choosing him. Even when everyone around her keeps warning her.
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