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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

Because I Love You, You Idiot

During the couple's first dance, Keeley decided to utilize the free Wi-Fi at the venue and scroll through Facebook. One of the first things that popped up was one of those annoying suggested tabloid ads. She didn't even follow any gossip pages!

She was about to keep scrolling past until she saw the headline 'Aaron Hale Proposes at Lacy Knighton's Party In Front of Everyone' and did a double take. Not wanting to read more, she shut her phone off immediately and stuffed it back in her clutch.

So he had been lying. Figures.

What had she expected from him? His words were meaningless. 'I only have one wife' indeed.

It was truly unfortunate she had to stay until the very end of the wedding. The rest of it passed slowly, like time was moving through molasses.

She didn't even register anything that was happening around her until realizing everyone was leaving. She had been functioning on autopilot the whole time.