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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
Not enough ratings
547 Chs

Moving Out

Violet's mother had woken her and Noah up too many times to count. But never was it as awkward as that particular morning. The difference  this time was that her mom knew they were dating and probably thought they had done more than they actually had.

She felt wronged. They literally fell asleep! Nothing else had happened!

It was difficult getting her mother's knowing smile out of her head. Like an itch she couldn't scratch, the thought festered all the way through physical therapy. Even later, when Violet sat around watching Noah teach his after school classes, it continued to bother her.

She had never once entertained the idea of moving out after becoming an adult. The penthouse was her home and had been since she was born. But if there were going to be more awkward encounters like this morning, could she really maintain her composure around her parents?