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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 · Fantasía
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A Bad Influence

Violet had a hard time believing the man calling himself Michael Gray was actually friends with her parents. She knew their friends. They had never mentioned him.

That being said…her mother had told her that she acted like her father when she wasn't happy with people. So he was probably telling the truth about Aaron giving him attitude. But twenty-six years ago? That was before she was even born.

If he had been friends with her parents after she was born, she was sure she would have heard of him. The friendship must have ended before then.

"Why haven't I ever heard of you?" Violet asked bluntly.

Michael Gray gave her a debonair smile. "Probably because your dad thinks I'm a bad influence."

A bad influence, huh? What on earth had this guy done to get branded with that sort of label? She didn't trust him. Something about this guy seemed awfully insincere to her. The best way to test whether or not he was telling the truth was to call her dad.