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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Schmoozing

Aaron was surprised but pleased that Keeley seemed to be making herself at home at his place. She had texted him of her own volition three days in a row now. Making suggestions for ways to make his place seem homier (like the hammock), berating him for his lack of cookware, and sending him pictures of his cat.

On Wednesday night, he received a picture of Molly and Dinah curled up next to each other with the caption 'I think Dinah finally won her over.' Apparently, Molly had been wary of her for the past two days.

'It's good that they get along since they're going to be roommates for a while' he replied.

The way she was texting him so freely…it reminded him of high school, long before they dated. Whenever anything remotely interesting happened or she thought of something funny or anything in between, Keeley would text him. She was doing the same thing now.