Luv U, Mean It
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Meet Violet and Peyton. Best friends since, well, forever. Like Yin and Yan. Violet is the outgoing one, with the sexy, popular boyfriend and the flirtatious, witty attitude. Peyton is the funny and quiet one, preferring instead to keep below the radar. And somehow, it works.
But things don't always turn out the way that you plan. With a shocking betrayal, a trip to London, new love interests, and a ton of surprises all along the way, this is a story about love, friendship and family that you won't want to miss.
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