Coming Back To You
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Huling na-publish Wed, Sep 21, 2016
"Don't touch me," The words automatically spilled from my mouth as I studied the stranger, keeping my stance defensive as my eyes flittered to his face, then to his hands, his body, and back to his face. He looked close to my own age with mahogany hair and bright blue eyes. His muscles were defined but not to the extent that it was unattractive. His hands were raised as if to placate me.
It was only then that I realised just how wild I must have looked.
Seventeen-year-old Lydia Hall, with her mysterious past, haunting present, and unpredictable future, has lost nearly everything and everyone she has ever held dear and, as a result, must face the horrors of the world completely alone. Or does she? After running into a certain boy who strikes her as oddly familiar, Lydia no longer knows how to distinguish the truth from what she so desperately wishes was real.
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