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Happily Ever After
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Ongoing, First published May 31, 2015
When I was twenty three I lost my parents the very day my twin sister stole my boyfriend. I was devastated. Being as strong as I could be I picked up the remaining pieces of my life and left for Miami where I lived in the huge mansion I had inherited from my parents. Soon I met that awesome guy and he helped me to become the great person I am today and live happily ever after.
My name is Scarlette Isabelle Moore, and this is my story.
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