Feel The Romance: Prolouge.Alyssa hauled her last suitcase out of the front door and dragged it towards her mother’s car, which was parked in the driveway infront of their old house. She heaved it into the boot and made sure that everything was in there before she closed it.Feel The Romance: Prolouge.
“All set?” Mrs. Beckett asked, locking the door and leaving the keys under the mat.
“In a moment.” Alyssa replied bluntly. She took one last look up at the house, before turning around and looking at all her friends that were standing at the bottom of the drive to see her off. The group of friends had made a pact: nobody was going to cry. But she could already
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-me
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and am a member of *thegoldenratio
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