Saved: A New Beginning//Sequel to Saved

Saved: A New Beginning//Sequel to Saved

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Now that Chelsea is living comfortably in her new home with the Armstrong's, she has to adjust to her new "normal" life of being a teen. She faces many issues as her past finally catches up to her, and she realizes that everything she thought she knew was a total lie. She must learn what it's like to be in a regular society with an atypical family. Of course, any teen is capable of falling under the crushing weight of stress...
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