“You shouldn’t care about me,” I whispered, closing my eyes against the harsh truth of my admittance. There. Finally, after all this time, there was the truth.
Hayden paused in the doorway. I could imagine him looking at me, a small, sad smile across his lips. “But I do,” he breathed back, and left.
Ellie thought she was unremarkable. Noah thought otherwise. And when they met on the school bus, everything changed.
Everyone says you’re gone. But you can’t be—you’re Lizzie. You can’t be gone.
But you really are, aren’t you?
Tommy Gold’s the snarky, gay lit major who still lives in his parents’ basement. Jake Miller’s the all-American straight guy with only one leg.
Turns out, neither of those things is completely true.
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