Dear God,
Cody...
That boy.
He does things to me.
Makes my heart beat faster.
Makes my palms sweat.
Makes me self-conscious of how I look when he's around.
Makes me doubt whether or not I'm funny.
I really like him.
But I think I'm just his rebound.
Yeah, that's why he likes me.
Who would like a messed-up ex-alcoholic?
Me, that's who.
Love,
Liz
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Letters From Liz
Teen FictionLiz meets Cody, a broken boy who is pining for his lost love, Peyton, whom Liz knew when Peyton was alive. Liz has to fight love against loyalty as she tried to remain sober in a world where alcohol rules. Cover by @surrealinfinities
