Recall
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Astrea Clark is the sole survivor of the car crash that killed her older sister. Everyday she lives with the guilt. The despair begins to feel never ending, until something begins to change. The small town Astrea lives in, where everyone knows everyone, gains a few more residents, and with them comes a lot of mystery. Past lives and fated encounters, she learns, are not just things of fairytales. As she catches a glimpse into her own past, she finds it harder and harder to remain a non-believer. Rhys Stedman never wanted to leave Seattle. It was his home. Moving to Oceanside, Oregon was his parents decision. On arrival, strange things start to occur, things that shouldn't be possible. Visions of a girl he's never met constantly invade his mind, and Rhys starts to wonder if perhaps he was meant to come to Oceanside. Cover by @witchesdontburn
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