Haley

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“Mommy!” Gravity shrieked louder. “I wanna get out. Out. Out. Out.” “Just a sec, sweetie.” “I want soda!” Shakily, I pulled my phone out of my back pocket. I couldn’t call Mama or Row—I was desperate to do this on my own. Desperate not to be this needy, flailing, train wreck of a woman who failed at everything she touched. I called the insurance company instead, my whole body breaking out in hives. This was a mistake. I should never have come here. Seriously, what was I thinking? I couldn’t even manage my life while I lived with my mother in my hometown; New York City was twenty sizes too big ...more
Wildest Dreams (Forbidden Love, #2)
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