I woke up from a three-month coma to a world that wasn' t mine. Doctors called it a miracle, but my phone was a disaster zone: hundreds of texts, a fan page dedicated to me, and a cringe nickname: "Ethan' s Girl." The only problem? I had no idea who Ethan was. Apparently, while I was unconscious, someone-or something-had been living my life, turning me into the town's most obsessive fangirl to a golden boy I' d never met. Before I could even process it, my best friend burst in, dragging me to a bonfire to sing a love song to Ethan, making me wear a ridiculous "Mrs. Golden Leaf" hoodie. I immediately became the target of the entire town' s mockery, especially from Ethan, who expected my usual fawning adoration. Worst of all, I soon discovered that the "stalker" was a lovesick tree spirit who had borrowed my body, ruined my reputation, and given a piece of her soul-her very life essence-to Ethan as a lucky charm. My entire life had been upended, my name dragged through the mud, all because of a plant' s one-sided crush on an arrogant jock. But I wasn't that girl anymore, and I sure as hell wasn't going to let a glorified potted plant and a narcissistic hockey player dictate my future. I was going to get that charm back, reclaim my life, and burn every trace of "Ethan's Girl" to the ground.
I woke up from a three-month coma to a world that wasn' t mine.
Doctors called it a miracle, but my phone was a disaster zone: hundreds of texts, a fan page dedicated to me, and a cringe nickname: "Ethan' s Girl."
The only problem? I had no idea who Ethan was.
Apparently, while I was unconscious, someone-or something-had been living my life, turning me into the town's most obsessive fangirl to a golden boy I' d never met.
Before I could even process it, my best friend burst in, dragging me to a bonfire to sing a love song to Ethan, making me wear a ridiculous "Mrs. Golden Leaf" hoodie.
I immediately became the target of the entire town' s mockery, especially from Ethan, who expected my usual fawning adoration.
Worst of all, I soon discovered that the "stalker" was a lovesick tree spirit who had borrowed my body, ruined my reputation, and given a piece of her soul-her very life essence-to Ethan as a lucky charm.
My entire life had been upended, my name dragged through the mud, all because of a plant' s one-sided crush on an arrogant jock.
But I wasn't that girl anymore, and I sure as hell wasn't going to let a glorified potted plant and a narcissistic hockey player dictate my future.
I was going to get that charm back, reclaim my life, and burn every trace of "Ethan's Girl" to the ground.
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