when the fairy tale doesn't fall apart--but is forgotten - Before & After by Nazarea Andrews

They fell in love, despite her family and his past and all the reasons why it wouldn't work--and with their best friends, they made a life. Everyone was supposed to live happily ever after.

They, more than anyone, knows that life doesn't go according to plan.

Description:

Rike and Peyton fell in love in college.

A boy from the wrong side of the tracks, covered in ink and crooning in a bar is the last person a straight laced girl with a art major should fall for, but his rough edges made her jagged, alive, shaving away the coddled southern princess and revealing a soul wild and brilliant.

They fell in love, despite her family and his past and all the reasons why it wouldn't work--and with their best friends, they made a life. Everyone was supposed to live happily ever after.

They, more than anyone, knows that life doesn't go according to plan.

Rike and Peyton fell in love in college. A boy with a guitar, and a poet's heart, and a girl with freckles dusted over her nose, a perfect fucking fairy tale.

But what happens when the fairy tale doesn't fall apart--but is forgotten?

EXCERPT

There’s a tap on my door and I stop punching the pillow to look up as the door swings open. 

He’s back. He’s been gone for most of the past three days, and I’ve wondered. I shouldn’t have, but I’ve found myself pulled back to him despite my best intentions. 

“What did the pillow do?” 

I smooth it and flush. “Nothing. It didn’t do—where have you been?” 

He arches an eyebrow and grins at me, and I look away. He doesn’t answer immediately, stalking deeper into the room and dropping into the chair next to my bed. He sprawls there, ridiculously comfortable, and I almost want to dislike him for it. There’s a confident air that wraps around him. He’s covered in tattoos—I can see them more with the tshirt he’s wearing—and he smiles as if the world is waiting for him to grace it with his presence. “Did you miss me, sweetheart?” 

The term of endearment confirms what I’ve begun suspecting—he isn’t a nurse. 

“I don’t know. I don’t know you so I don’t suppose I could miss you,” I answer honestly. His smile falters, and I feel like I said the wrong thing. Like he is waiting for something from me. “Do I?” I blurt, suddenly. His eyes dart up to mine and his grin fails completely.

“Do you what?” he asks hoarsely. 

I almost ask. I think he want me to. But there is something terrifying and deep in his eyes, something I’m not ready to face. So I make a face, and shake my head. Twitch my blanket over my cast. 

The accident that stole my memory also shattered my leg, my left arm, and four ribs. I’m told I’m lucky. That the amnesia might pass, that the leg will heal, and my bruises will fade. I’ll walk, and I’ll lead a normal life. 

“The girl who came in with me. Do you know anything about her?” 

“She’s still touch and go,” he says, and something about his voice jerks my gaze up to him. 

There’s grief there. Surprising. 

“Why are you here?” I ask, abruptly.

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About the author:

Nazarea Andrews (N to almost everyone) is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. Which means she writes everything from zombies and dystopia to contemporary love stories. When not writing, she can most often be found driving her kids to practice and burning dinner while she reads, or binging watching TV shows on Netflix. N loves chocolate, wine, and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, spoiled cat and overgrown dog. She is the author of World Without End series, Neverland Found, Edge of the Falls, and The University of Branton Series. Stop by her twitter and tell her what fantastic book she should read next.

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