Stolen Love
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My name is Morgan. My life used to be great: I was a track star, I had a great family, and the greatest best friend I could ever ask for. I was a quieter girl, always trying to fade in to the background. Never trying to catch anyone's attention.
But I did. The day Chris takes me changes me forever. Will I fall victim to his psychotic tales of love and give my heart to him, or will I fight back and escape?
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