I was Laurie Summers, a typical girl with a wild side, and I believed that everyone got a happy ending. Well, I learned, not everyone gets the best of luck.... Brett Westbrook, hot and charming. Seductive and playful, a bad boy and a player. He had looked at me once, gave me a smirk, but that changed and it turned into a painful frown. That wasn't the only contact we've ever had... He was popular, but he wasn't like most guys. We weren't even dating, we had never talked before, until the day he first smiled at me, but on May 22nd, he was murdered. I was told, and I felt like I lost part of me. I visited his grave numerous times, and my whole life changed drastically. I was never the same.
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