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Run, Girl (If You Can)

Keeley, a simple plain Jane, hits the jackpot. [No, she did not win the lottery!] At least that's what she thinks when she marries the most eligible bachelor in New York City: Aaron, a wealthy cold-hearted heartthrob and Tycoon. She wants to show the world that she deserves her position and bends over backward to fit into his world. One beautiful day, Aaron hands her a document asking her to sign. A divorce paper... "She's pregnant, and I need to take responsibility." That is the last thing that keeps on playing in her mind before she takes her last breath. Keeley dies, a 'hit and run'. [End of story. Not!] For some unexplainable reason, she wakes up as her younger self. A young high school girl, around the time when she first meets her cheating husband. Remembering her life with Aaron before she died, she makes a promise to herself that she will do everything in her power to avoid him at all costs. Will she be able to keep her promise when Aaron has his own plans as well, specifically for her? Or will she repeat history and fall for him once more... Why not journey with me and find out the truth behind their story. *Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*

Mcllorycat · Fantasy
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547 Chs

Go To Sleep, Aaron

Keeley happily consumed her tacos after a rough day. The few days before and after the anniversary of her mom's and Kaleb's deaths were always rough but this year was a little worse than usual because she was worrying about her dad. He had been isolating himself lately—she noticed that his usual work friends he spent time with on Fridays and Saturdays were posting pictures without him on social media.

Over the years, she had tried to convince him to date a few times with no success. The last time she tried was before she went off to NYU, saying that he didn't have to worry about her anymore now that she was moving out and should focus on himself. He gave her a sad little half smile and said "you're the only girl I need" before asking her to drop it.

Should she try again? It had been nearly seven years.