Undead Love
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"I closed my eyes tight, trapping in all the tears and I tightened my fist to release my anger. All I could hear was my heart beating faster and faster. All I could feel was the wind brushing against my hair. If I was truly destined for greatness, like Matty said, then why had my life led me to this moment so soon, the moment of my death. I took a deep breath in, and I jumped. It wasn't a scary fall, but it felt as if I was floating. For once in my life, I was at peace. I wished that this would go on forever, but it couldn't. So instead, I counted to ten in my head, knowing that ten would be my last thought in this world. As I counted, my entire life flashed before my eyes. My family and friends, I was to miss them all. Mom, Alex, Dad...Matty. Oh how I was going to miss him. His eyes, his hair, his hands, his touch, his laugh. My thoughts went on and on about Matty, but by the time I reached ten, everything went black."
Leah Andrews
1997-2015
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Margaret "Mack" Mora has always been good at keeping her distance. Quiet, sharp, and invisible by choice, she doesn't do school spirit, football games, or golden boys with easy smiles. But when she's assigned to tutor Wally Clark-the injured quarterback trying to catch up in class-her carefully built walls start to crack. Wally is nothing like she expected: thoughtful, funny, frustratingly sincere. Against all odds, they click. And just when Mack begins to let herself feel something real, everything falls apart. On the night of the homecoming game, Wally dies. Then Mack wakes up-and it's homecoming day all over again. No matter what she tries-keeping Wally home, warning him, running away-the day resets every time she falls asleep. And Wally always dies. Trapped in a time loop no one else seems to notice, Mack is forced to relive the day she loses him, again and again. But as she searches for a way to break the loop, Mack starts to realize the day isn't just about Wally's death-it's about their connection, the pieces of him she's only beginning to understand, and the parts of herself she's never dared to show. Because if love can't stop the clock... maybe it can teach her how to truly live.
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