Serenity | Harry Styles AU

Serenity | Harry Styles AU

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Last published Sun, Sep 22, 2024

darkromance dissociativeidentitydisorder fanfiction harrystyles onedirection

CURRENTLY UNDER REVISION ─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Cora Emerson's boyfriend, Harry Styles, is dead. She had their whole future planned out - but instead, she's visiting his grave, tracing the day everything fell apart. They say Harry took his own life. But the truth is, Cora can't remember what really happened that night. And the pieces that are coming back... don't feel like hers. Elmswood, Georgia is the kind of town where grief lingers. Where shadows whisper. Where forgetting feels easier than facing what's real. But when memories resurface - and strange things begin to follow her - Cora starts to wonder if she had more to do with Harry's death than anyone knows. Because this story was never about losing him. It's about what it takes to live with yourself when the truth finally comes to light. ─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED | 2016 This is a reimagining of a fanfic I originally wrote in 2016, now with deeper themes of trauma, grief, and identity. I'm publishing weekly on both Wattpad and AO3 to honor the story I started - and to finally give it the ending it deserves. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, events, or places is purely coincidental - aside from the character inspired by Harry Styles, whose name and likeness are used solely for storytelling purposes. The town of Elmswood, Georgia, is entirely fictional. All names, characters, and plotlines are original creations. Please do not copy or reproduce any part of this story without permission. Thank you for reading. 💙 - ELIZA / @itselizatorres

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