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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

Beginner's Luck

When they returned to Aaron's apartment, Keeley informed him that it would be best to introduce Dinah to the house slowly so she wouldn't be overwhelmed by the large space. Aaron let her loose in the room where he set up all of the cat things. After sniffing around for a few minutes and eating a little from the food bowl, Dinah jumped up into the hammock and fell asleep.

"My work here is done," Keeley announced, clapping her hands together. "Take me home now."

Now? It was only lunchtime. He hadn't spent nearly enough time with her. "At least let me buy you lunch. It's the least I can do since you helped me out so much today."

She bit her lip, torn. "What kind of lunch?"

"Anything you want," he said earnestly.

Keeley grinned mischievously. "No take backs."

He held up a hand and made the three finger Boy Scout salute to indicate trustworthiness. "No take backs," he agreed.