Don't Make Me Remember

Don't Make Me Remember

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Maya Holden doesn't believe in tragedy. She believes that humans are put on earth to enjoy life, and that nothing awful can happen to someone who isn't open to awfulness. Leia Holden believed in hope. Believed that no horrible feeling or situation is horrible enough that you can't get through it. When she was murdered, her last thought was of hopelessness. Now Maya has no choice but to deal with the loss of her sister and best friend, battling the feelings that now plague her life and force her out of the sunshine and into the shadows. Just when everything is about to cave in for Maya, crushing her under the weight of her own guilt, Maya is hit by a car, and the boy behind the wheel who almost killed her, could also be the boy who saves her life.
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ARABELLA

Arabella She's just three and doesn't remember anything about the outside world. Her world is confined to the little cell where she lives with her mother. After the mother dies, anything but a kind man saves her and takes her in. She's new to the feelings of being cared for and she's scared about the new family she's about to live with. Read about the Ferrari family and the little princess they saved. Sneak Peak - I smile at her and get up from the bed, still holding her. "Good morning, baby. How did you sleep?" I ask while kissing her forehead. "Good." She says and her face comes up and kisses me on my forehead, her tiny hands holding my face. She's copying me.

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