A Little Help from Destiny
If you’re looking for a story about boy meets girl and those cheesy cliché novels then you’ve got the wrong book. This is not the story about some girl who’s broken and damaged but heals when a guy comes around to help her heal her broken heart and blah blah and blah.
So if you want those books about broken girls who have HEA then put this down and walk away. Walk away and don’t ever look back.
Because mine is not the story, you can read every time you flip through pages at your local library or bookstores. It's not the as long as you're with me, I'll be fine/thank you for saving me back from myself/as long as you love me I can love myself/blah blah blah. Honestly, my story is a lot different from those types of stories. I’m not the good girl, in fact there’s nothing redeeming about myself. I'm an egotistical, selfish, uncaring, sadistic evil witch.
Oh and did I mention I’m dying?
I’m Mary and this is my story of how I went from being the girl that was surrounded by many people to the girl anyone couldn't care less.
So if you can’t take too much self-drowning here and there, you might as well drop the book and walk away.