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SCARS TO HEAL

Fantasia
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(Voiceover) People say that time heals all wounds, but I do not agree. what if the wounds don't heal properly? Like when cuts leave behind nasty scars or when broken bones mend together but aren't as smooth anymore. Does it mean they have healed? What if the scars you can't see are the hardest to heal? Amyra is known as the badass, classy, eloquent, and hard-working woman in Victoria's Secret. She's cold-hearted but knows how to deliver her work well. No projects go in her hand that don't make massive sales. No one dares step up to her. Men feel intimidated by her. She's a go-getter but who could have thought that was the illusion she wanted people to perceive about her. Who could have thought the strong woman was just a facade to cover up that traumatic past of her. There's only one thing that can bring her down and that's her traumatic past which she tries so hard to hide from everyone. No one wants to believe they are weak, but we all have weakness inside of us and that's the case of Amyra. Despite how she tries to heal from that past, she just couldn't forget the scars on her body that refused to heal until a mysterious secretary came into her life. In her quest to know who the mysterious secretary is, she unconsciously keeps unveiling herself to him. Who is this mysterious secretary? Is he a spy to bring her down? What does he want? How can two broken people heal each other without one taking the biggest blow? Do scars ever heal completely? Find out in this Suspense thrilled Book.

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