Forgotten
Forgotten

Forgotten

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There are things we would like to forget. Holly had that opportunity. The girl wakes up in a totally unknown city and not knowing who she is. In desperation, she asks for help, but most of the inhabitants don't realize she even exists. Her last hope lies in the unsympathetic and introverted Thomas McGorry, who doesn't seem too willing to help her. In a suspenseful novel told in first person from Holly's perspective, we have the search for Holly's true identity. What the young woman did not imagine was that even in her past there would be memories that should never have been unearthed.
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