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My Only One.
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Kendra Jane Sullivan had everything that a 22 year old woman could ask for; freshly graduated she has just been recruited at Seattle Publishing as an editor. Her parents and her elder brother, Liam were always there for her, supporting her in all of her decisions. She had an amazing boyfriend, Louis who loved her more than life itself. Her best friend Niall has been by her side since kindergarten and was more likely to stay with her till the end. 
So what could she asked for??
The answer is simple: Happiness.
Not that she was not happy.. she was to a certain extent. But what Kendra wanted was the feeling that she had when she was with him. She wanted the same excitement buzzing in her veins whenever they did something wild. 
But that was not possible. 
He left. He left everything when he moved out of town. He left his life behind . He left her.
But now that he is back.. after 5 years. What would happen? 
What would Kendra do?

**The story will start at the time where Kendra will be 17.
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