When Death Isn’t The End

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~Lyra~ You think I died, folks? Oh, come on, baby. Seriously? It’s me. Lyra. I’m right here. I’m alive, I’m breathing, and yes, I’m still talking too much because I would actually go insane if I stayed quiet for even a minute. Damon says I could outtalk the Moon itself and he’s probably right, but whatever. Now let’s talk. You know that movie that’s been trending lately..The Summer I Turned Pretty? Cute title, right? Sweet little coming-of-age kind of thing. Well, mine wasn’t like that. Mine was the summer everything changed. And when I say everything, I mean my heart, my life, my entire soul. Damon Thornvale. My man. My Alpha. My absolute headache and the reason I can’t look at another guy without laughing because, hello, how could I, after him? That summer didn’t give me pretty bea

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