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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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The End Of Their Partnership

Lacy Knighton had been stewing in her fury at being tricked for weeks and she was finally ready to put her plan into motion. It was a bit difficult since Max refused to help her. He was usually so dependable too.

They had grown apart since Aaron's engagement because she refused to give up. Who needed him, anyway! It wasn't like she actually missed him or anything. Her feelings weren't hurt at all.

He would come crawling back eventually—he always did—and she would make him sweat a bit by not accepting his apology straight away. It was what he deserved for abandoning her at a crucial moment.

If Max had bothered to help her, she could have caused an accident at Robert Hall's construction site easily. Since she was doing it herself, it took a bit longer to orchestrate.

The plan was simple. A piece of equipment would go faulty, severely injuring the man. One of the men on his crew would call his emergency contact—his daughter—as he was rushed to the hospital.