Don't let go

Don't let go

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., mai 14, 2018
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Mummy isn't home today. She's said she was going to be gone for the whole weekend. I don't like it when mummy leaves. There's no one to read to me. After eating ALL my spaghetti at dinner i ran up the stairs to daddy's room to ask if he could read to me. He was in his office chair but wasn't alone. There was someone on his lap. I din't like that. I thought I was the only person he would hold on his lap. He told me she was his friend. She was really pretty but not as butiful as mummy. I smiled at her but she Didn't smile back. Hi potential reader. Thanks for reading this description and I hope you click the read button and help support this book. Thank you!=D
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Completed✔️ Disclaimer: I wrote this when I was 15 so it is a bit cliché, and many mistakes in the story:) All Brooklyn's life, she's been more of a boy than a girl. She's only ever lived with her single dad and her three older brothers, which means she was bound to grow up more like them. So, when she moved all the way from New York to Tennessee, it wasn't much of a surprise until she met Alex, the one of many popular boys at the high school. Until she realized that Alex decided to make her life a living hell. Well, that's what Brooklyn thought, at least... ___ "He leaned in and put a hand behind my head to kiss me, leaving me frozen and speechless. Almost instinctively, after a moment of processing, I stood on my tippy toes and replaced my fingers in his hair, my other hand on his neck. Butterflies exploded in my stomach, replacing my hunger for food, as he pressed me against a vacant wall. Without a word, he lifted me up while my legs wrapped around his waist, leaning in closer to him, even after there was no more space to fill." [600k] May 3, 2019 [700k] June 8, 2019 [900k] October 1, 2019 [1M] December 18, 2019

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