Dedication
For the hearts that love in silence,
And the dreams that die unspoken.
To every Celine who's ever watched her Henry
Walk away, taking her heart with him.
For the almosts and the could-have-beens,
The secret smiles and unnoticed tears.
To those who've felt the agony
Of loving someone who will never know.
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To Celine, for whom Henry will always be the almost-everything;
The almost-lover,
the almost-future,
the almost-happily-ever-after.
Because some loves are meant to be lived only in the world of what might have been.
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