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And She Follows

Girl-next-door, Rose Becket, clings to her thrill-seeking cousin, Angie, her sweet grandmother, and her two amusing best friends, Matt and Penny; Rose's mother and aunt passed when she was little and her father left for the military to grieve, leaving only her grandmother to raise her and Angie. They're practically sisters. Over the years Rose and Angie have drifted apart. Rose struggles with their distance because of her fear of abandonment, and longs for them to reunite. They're close to rekindling their sister-ship when suddenly Angie changes after a night out at the beach. Angie turns to drugs and partying while Rose and her friends try to make their last year of high school count. Her friends and a blooming new romance with a smooth rich artist are her silver linings, but messy love triangles threaten to split up their trio. Angie finally opens up with the help of a gum-loving British greaser-boy whose own history entangles with hers. They create a scandalous website that goes viral and shatters Rose's heart, sinking her with guilt. Rose is losing the few loved ones that she has, but knows that she can't hold on forever and must find herself. The time for following has come to an end. She must learn to stand alone as adulthood nears.

AimeeBlack · Thanh xuân
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49 Chs

Prologue

She always said that they were too particular with these things, and she was right. I'm standing in the foyer with the rest of the congregation when my eyes fall to the ground. There are pink and white rose petals in the doorway that outline the walls. White, for the death of a loved one, and pink for a young woman.

The petals guide us to the closed doors of the sanctuary. I thought I was ready, but I need air and the walls are closing in. Candles are already burning in the windowsill. Heat surges through my body when the doors swing open, and the music begin to play. I get a glance of her thick curls in the casket before spinning on my heels, desperate to leave. Arms grab me, attempting to pull me back but I break through, and in a moments notice I am out of the chapel.