Description
Paris Grace suffers from something that most people don't understand. She can't remember faces, and her condition is beginning to ruin her life. Noah Baker suffers from something that many people understand. He has this sense of self-obsession, and it's making his life soar. ********************* SNEAK PEAK ********************* "Noah, I can't be here with you," I said with the upmost determination to leave this closet. I turned my head from him and reached for the door knob, only wanting to leave the tight space of the hall closet. Who does he think he is? Dragging me in here, to do what, just expect me to forgive him? Just like that? Fuck him. I finally found the door knob but before I could twist it open, Noah grabbed my wrist and turned my body back towards him. He gently pressed his forehead against mine and whispered in the most soothing voice I've ever heard: "Please?"
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