Author's Note

Months have past since the death of Genevieve Snow.

People have grieved, and others still ponder that tragic night oh so long ago, the 'what ifs' running through their head. Friendships have ended, and others have grown stronger.

Everyone seems to be adjusting to their new found lives, but who knew a single sentence would change everything.

"Genevieve Snow is alive"

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-I only own my baby Genevieve Snow, nothing else-