Dedication
To my Mother. Thanks for being the first storyteller in my Life. You inspire me.
This story contains themes of: suicide
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They've shared a roof, a bathroom and a deep mutual loathing since they were eleven. Alanna and Aatharv have been each other's personal nightmare for a decade- endless pranks, sharp comebacks and silent wars over who gets the last slice of pizza. But now that end of high school is near in mere months, something's different. The fights feel heavier, the tension thicker and the looks they're stealing from each other? way too long to be innocent. what no one knows- what they won't even admit is that underneath the insults and the eye rolls are irresistible feelings neither could control like a moth to flames. Everyone says there's a thin line between love and hate... and Alanna and Aatharv are going to find out how thin this line really is. All rights are reserved Cover image to their rightful owners
To my Mother. Thanks for being the first storyteller in my Life. You inspire me.