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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 · Fantasi
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I Couldn't Be Happier

The morning of their trip, Keeley and Aaron ran around like chickens with their heads cut off making sure they had everything they needed. Neither of them had ever traveled with babies before. They were already exhausted by the time they picked up Robert and made it to the airport.

Violet and Kaleb didn't appreciate being stuck in their car seats so long and started to cry while waiting in the baggage check line. Even their pacifiers didn't help much. The car seats counted as checked baggage and got put on the conveyor belt with the suitcases. They were much happier being held.

"You two are so spoiled," Keeley said with a sigh, watching them gurgle happily once they were free.

"You were exactly the same as a baby," her father reminded her. "You never wanted to be put down either. They get it from you."