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Hourglass → Ace; Nancy Drew [1]

Hourglass → Ace; Nancy Drew [1]

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❝Like sands through an hourglass, her life fell apart; counting the days until her time ran out.❞ The day Olivia turned nineteen was the day her life crumbled into grains of sand that poured uncontrollably through an hourglass. Her breath became a countdown of the days she had left, and a reminder of the moments that were stolen from her- replaced with a burdening ability that changed everything. With the knowledge that the spirit world was more than just legend, she soon discovered that her soul was woven into the very fabric of it. Forced to suffer with a gift that only brought her suffering, Olivia learned to utilize it. To use her visions of the supernatural to her and her new found friends' advantage, even if it meant succumbing to her ultimate doom. --- book 2, "Adrift", out now! [ace x oc] [season 2 of nancy drew] © scoopsahoey 2021 cover by vrpond highest rankings: 1 in #nancydrew
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Moira ~ A person's destiny ************************************ I was holding the photo tightly in my grasp when I felt a presence behind me. Ace came closer to me and reached around me causing his chest to press into my back. Before I could control myself, a breathless gasp escaped me from feeling the sparks from the places we were touching. Ace didn't say anything, instead, he took the photo from my hand and backed away. I turned around to see Ace walking back to the couch he was just sitting on. I leaned back against the bookshelf as Ace sat down. Looking at Ace, I needed to know. I needed to know why he had a photo of me from before. Why would he have one when he was the one who rejected me? He hated me and yet he kept a photo of me for years. I felt a feeling of loss like I had never felt before. I was confused and hurt. Why did he have that photo? I had so many questions for him. I whispered, not wanting to break the silence but needing an answer, "Why?" One word, three letters, a beginning of a question. Not enough meaning behind it but he knew what I meant. Even if I didn't know what I wanted it to mean. Because in my head, a thousand questions I needed him to answer. Why did he reject me? Why take a picture of me? Why keep that picture of me for years? Why did he choose Brittney? Why didn't he love me? Why was I not good enough? But instead of asking all these questions, I chose to ask one word with only three letters. Because that one word held all my questions in it. It held the pain that I felt. It held the rejection, the hope, and the anger. Ace looked at the picture, "I needed you." ************************************

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