غلاف قصة I Should Have Known Better (Sequel to That Boy) بقلم Sarathebeatlelover
I Should Have Known Better (Sequel to That Boy)
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(Sequel to That Boy) Holly Marx is heartbroken. She believes she was cheated on by a lying Paul McCartney. But as time goes on, she realizes things are not what they seem. Her life has an interesting new addition to it, the man she loved seems to be dying, and someone else is there with open arms, wanting something more than just friendship. Holly has choices to make, ones that will change her and Paul’s lives for better, or for worse.
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