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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 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
547 Chs

A Fretting Housewife

Aaron's headache got so bad by the time they reached his apartment building that once Keeley parked in the underground lot, she had to wrap her arm around his waist to support him. It didn't work very well because he was half a foot taller but she did her best while holding the to-go boxes.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked dully.

"Shh! Don't talk; it'll make your head hurt worse."

"That sounds made up."

"I said to shush so shush!" she said sternly as she turned his elevator key for him.

The movement of the elevator felt funny since his eyes were closed and his head was leaned against the wall. Ugh. This was the worst headache of either of his lives. Stupid paintball.

Keeley ordered him to go change into his pajamas and get into bed while she got an ice pack from the freezer. He complied without any fuss. All he wanted to do was sleep.