Just Maybe...

Just Maybe...

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Romance
He was right there i never thought i would see him again..the same niggah who left me nd instead of bein mad i was actually considering forgiving him....should i? This book is about a girl named dej who has Trust isues bc of her used-to-be. Bestfrann... They reunite will they become franns,more than franns or just go on in life ... Read to find out
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In the heart of the city, where the air was thick with the smell of street food, smoke, and survival, there was a rhythm a beat you could hear in the way the traffic hummed and in the way sneakers hit the pavement. This was the Southside, a place that raised you tough, whether you wanted it or not. The projects loomed overhead like watchful giants, their walls covered in graffiti telling stories of the ones who made it out and the ones who never did. Amid the chaos, there was beauty, like a rose growing between cracks in the sidewalk. And that rose was Nevaeh. Her name meant heaven, though her life was anything but. With caramel skin, braids that flowed down her back like a crown, and eyes that seemed to hold a million stories, Nevaeh moved through the block like a queen. She had dreams bigger than the city, but her feet were firmly planted in the dirt. Then there was Deon. He was everything the streets warned you about but everything a girl like Nevaeh was drawn to. Tall, with a rough edge that came from dodging trouble since he could walk, Deon was the type who stayed two steps ahead, always playing the game but never playing by the rules. He had the streets in his blood and his heart guarded like Fort Knox until the day he saw her. Their worlds collided on a summer evening when the sky was a deep purple, and the only stars were the streetlights flickering above. It wasn't supposed to happen love between two people like them. But the streets don't care about what's supposed to be. All they knew was that love in the ghetto was dangerous, but for Nevaeh and Deon, it was the only kind worth fighting for.

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