I want to start by thanking everyone who read this book before its publication. Thank you for believing in me and this story, in Ash and Rose.
To my parents: Throughout the three years I was writing this book, there were many tough times in my life that made me want to scream. I had relationships, trauma, love, gratitude, hopelessness, panic, homesickness and happiness. But through it all, Mum, Dad, Carla, you were always there. You held me when I was breaking apart and tried to stitch me back together even when I ripped through your love. For that, and more, I thank you.
To Carla, my sister, thank you for being such a wonderful figure in my life. Thank you for the beauty, the light, the love and every single heartbeat you've given to this world. I love you in a way I can't describe.
To Javi, my brother, for all the laughs, the family drama, taking me climbing and waiting with me under the stars for Dad to come back from his eternal walks in the mountain.
To my friends from college, Joanna, Talia, Minna, Erin, Hattie, thank you for that day in the park when you all quit your lessons to make me feel better after a hard experience. Thank you for all your love for who I am at my best and my worst, thank you for the laughs and dumb converations about fictional character and for getting through A-Levels with me. I couldn't have finished this book without you all.
To Ainoha, tell your Mum her tortilla de patata is one of the best I've ever tried. Thank you for existing, your presence itself is a gift in this world.
To Leyla, because all the snail paradise races payed off and I've grown an actual brain now. Thank you for your life-long friendship.
Thank you to everyone else who's ever offered me any kindness. Those small actions make all the difference in the world.
And finally, to all my readers, and everyone who can relate to this story. Because you can make it through anything life throws at you. You have everything you'll ever need inside you. You aren't empty. You are stong. Brave. Courageous. Beautiful. Creative.
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