𝘋𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏 𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘏𝘈𝘕𝘋𝘚 𝘛𝘐𝘌𝘋/𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 (English version)

Acknowledgments💚

I don't even know how to begin these acknowledgments, because words always feel too small compared to everything I feel inside. When I first started writing this story, I honestly never thought I would be able to finish it. There were days when doubts got the best of me, when I wondered if it even made sense to continue, if anyone would ever truly care about Sarah, about Tom, or about these pages born from me.

And yet, with every chapter, you surprised me. Your comments, your reactions, your heartfelt messages filled with enthusiasm and emotion gave me the strength to keep going, even when I didn't quite believe in myself. It felt like having a little family growing alongside the story, and you cannot imagine how much that meant to me. You felt with Sarah, you suffered and rejoiced with her, and in many ways, you brought her to life far more than I ever could have on my own.

Writing this story has been a journey. A journey of attempts and corrections, of moments of euphoria and moments of exhaustion, but above all, a journey shared. And now that I've reached the end, I feel something strange: on one hand, the satisfaction of having made it; on the other, that small emptiness we feel when we close a book we truly loved.

I don't yet know what comes next. Maybe I'll keep writing right away, maybe I'll take a break, maybe I'll follow an idea I haven't yet had the courage to pursue. Perhaps you will be the ones to give me a spark, a suggestion, or simply the encouragement to begin a new chapter, in every sense 🫣.

But there is one thing I can say with certainty: Sarah and Tom will always be here. It doesn't matter if they return in a new adventure or rest quietly within these pages, they exist, and they will keep on living every time someone opens this story and chooses to walk alongside them.

And so, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Thank you for reading me, for supporting me, for believing in this story even in the moments when I doubted myself. Thank you for every comment, every shared emotion, every time you eagerly waited for the next chapter. Without you, none of this would have had the same meaning.

Writing is often a solitary act, but you turned it into a dialogue. And that is what I will carry with me: the certainty that, somewhere, there will always be readers ready to welcome characters, emotions, and dreams.

With all the love I can give,
thank you. 💚

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