It was three years ago.
They never expected to see each other again.
Can you really blame him?
Can you really blame her?
Even after everything.
There's still no regrets.
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In no way, shape, or form did I think this book would do anything close to these numbers. I wrote this when I was obsessed with Lonzo Ball and now I have little interest in him, which is why another chapter hasn't been posted. Plus I've been having writers block and it's driving me away from this story all together. I am in the process of writing a bwwm, but I've been having no free time to even start the third chapter. I'm going to try to finish the chapter that's partially written, and maybe that'll make me want to keep writing.
