Apis_Indica
Katelyn Russell was the kind of girl people never forgot.
Not because she was loud or wild or reckless. But because she was the gentle breeze that can provide peace even when the whole world is on fire.
With a last name that could buy cities and a smile that could calm storms, Katelyn had everything. Money, charm, grace - the whole picture.
But not him.
Not Chase Anderson
She grew up loving him in silence. In stolen glances.
While he fell for someone else, she stayed in the background - as the best friend, the second choice, the almost.
Will she continue chasing a love that was never hers to begin with? The kind of love Chase only prayed for but never noticed being right in front of him, smiling through pain and longing.
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"So, how does this story end?" He asks her, always eager to know everything in advance.
"There's only two kinds of ending to a love story. It's either an ending, which beats all fairytales, or an ending that is more wrecked than any other Shakespeare's tragedies.", and she always liked answering him, without actually answering.
"What kind is this one?"
"Let's find out, shall we?"