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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

Had She Ever Been This Obnoxious?

Jennica wouldn't stop talking about Cameron for days after Halloween, which was how Keeley found herself listening to her roommate ramble as she made those blasted marshmallow brownies on Saturday morning.

"…I have never met a guy like him before. He knows how to dance while skating, has a dog, is family-oriented, AND is super down-to-earth even though he's rich. He seemed completely normal; I never would have guessed! What's the catch?"

"I don't know, Jen. Why don't you text him and find out?" she asked wearily, stirring in the dry ingredients.

Her roommate had been agonizing because Cameron gave her his number but she didn't want to seem clingy and hadn't texted him yet. He couldn't contact her first since she didn't give him her number, adding to her anxiety about it.

Neither Valentina nor Keeley knew what to tell her. Everything they tried seemed to go in one ear and out the other.