If She Had Only Said Sorry
Where do you draw the line? Torn apart by the guilt of inducing her mother's death, all Sam wanted was a place to belong and her sister to love her, even though her attempts at reconciliation only ended up on deaf ears and tightly clenched fists, glossed over by her painful need to justify her own existence. But when is it right to fight back? When her sister starts plotting murder, or tries to steal her boyfriend? On an island eighty miles long in the south Bahamas seas, there are some things more important than the scenery.
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