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“Then we’re just sitting there, staring at each other. Which has been happening a lot lately. It’s like whatever wall there was between us, however she was holding herself back from me . . . all of that pretense is gone. “And when you find a soul mate,” Sara says, “it’s undeniable. You have to be together.” “That’s my philosophy.” I look back at her. “You have to go with the flow.” “Exactly. I think the universe guides you to make the right choices.” “Do you believe in fate?” “I guess, but . . . it’s more about creating the life you want so you can make that fate a reality. You know?”

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Susane Colasanti
Susane Colasanti

Susane Colasanti, born on May 1, 1973, is an American author known for her works that focus on the lives of teenagers. Her writing, characterized by its authenticity and close-to-life touch, has earned her widespread acclaim. more

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