Unsent Emails

Unsent Emails

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Noel has a habit of writing emails she never sends - confessions, closures, almost-love stories she's too afraid to say out loud. They stay safely tucked in her drafts folder, where rejection can't touch her. Until five of them get sent. Now the boy she's loved since high school knows. The frat guy she impulsively kissed thinks he's involved. And suddenly Noel's private feelings are very, very public. When she ends up fake-dating Dean - the last person she meant to drag into her mess - she's forced to confront the difference between the romantic version of love she writes about and the messy, real-time version happening in front of her. Because living in drafts is safe. But love doesn't happen in drafts.
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