Dear Sage (V1)
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A story about grief and letting go, "Dear Sage" is an ambiguous tale spun by the many unsent letters from Remy to Sage.
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I kissed him. I slept next to him. I thought maybe, for once, this would go somewhere. Instead, he blocked me. Sage wasn't supposed to fall for Alex. He was a distraction. A hookup. A maybe-I'll-regret-this-but-who-cares kind of night. But somewhere between cheap beer and his stupid smile, she started to feel safe with him. Seen. Like maybe she wasn't too much. Then he disappeared. No explanation. No goodbye. Just silence where he used to be. Now Sage is trying to move forward-drinking too much, overthinking everything, and rewriting the story in her head just to make it hurt less. Meanwhile, Alex is unraveling. And every chapter takes us further back through the mess he made. Told in dual timelines-Sage moving forward, Alex spiraling in reverse- Tell Me How It Ends is a story about almosts, unspoken apologies, and the kind of love that leaves you wondering if you were ever enough TRIGGER WARNING: Drugs, depression, Borderline Personality Disorder POV, Bi-Polar Disorder POV, sex, and language
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