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This isn't a sequel.
It's literally a new book with a new
main character and situation.
Sorry for confusing you!
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Reverie:
The past and the present

  * * *   Saudade ('sau-"da-dE)(n

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Saudade ('sau-"da-dE)
(n.) a nostalgic longing to be near again to
something or someone that is distant, or that
has been loved and then lost; it was once
described as "the love that remains"
or "the love that stays" after someone is gone.

It is used to tell about something that you used
to have (and liked) but don't have anymore.

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PREVIEW:

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

I swallowed, tears were pouring out on my eyes. I pursed my lips tightly. I couldn't believe he would do this to me. Seven years and it just ended up like this. I nodded slowly and stared at him with my glossy eyes, "Why?" I tried not to quiver. It was so unlikely of him. The nicest guy you thought who wouldn't hurt you.

He didn't speak, he just sat there on the couch, looking down at his soft yet rough hands as if there was something written on there and couldn't see.

I knew the reason. But I didn't want to say it. I knew. But I wanted it to know that what I was thinking was actually that one.

"I'll just—" I wiped away a tear, I was having a hard time, especially when there was a big lump on my throat. I started recalling all of the things we did when we were young. All of those would be such a waste. For it not to be repeated again. He didn't even ask if we could just stay friends. None. Even so, I knew that would still hurt. I examined his face, looking for the lie. Looking for the joke. Yet there were none. Or perhaps I just couldn't see it. And he was just hiding it well.

I wanted him to look at me. Look at me and smile and laugh, saying it was a prank, 'it wasn't true, I just wanted to scare you'.

"I..." I didn't know what to say, he just kept silent. He couldn't even look at me. I choked and covered my mouth, "You told me you'd never leave me." It was a promise. He never broke a promise.

He just pursed his lips. His eyes were now glued on the worn wooden floor like it was the most interesting thing he had ever seen, even though he had stepped on it a lot of times.

I took a deep breath, it was better that Martha was out buying groceries. Not watching what Clark and I had happened now. She would probably watch in silence with concern as she shifts her brown eyes between us in the corner. Or probably would knock some sense out of Clark saying to stop the joke. It wasn't funny.

He slowly stood up and started padding to the main door of his house. Every step he took was like thunder in my chest. And every step he took, my heart was gradually breaking into enormous ones. The sight of him walking away from my life was dreadful. I sat down on the chair and I felt my heart being crushed into millions of pieces. I never wanted this. After all we've been through. It just ended up like this.

I wanted to beg. I really did. But I couldn't speak. I was confounded and my mind was dancing all across inside my skull. I wanted to run to him and bury my head to his chest as I gripped into his shirt, begging not to leave me. He made a promise.

I never thought this day would arrive, the day when he would break up with me. I knew for a fact that there would be a day, in one way or another, he would be taken from me. We had so many memories. Why now?

He reached for the knob and turned it. "Stay," I barely whispered as he shut the door behind him. As soon as I heard the knob made a sound, I fell to the ground and tears poured so slippery on my cheeks.

I cried for days. Sobbing and screaming the pain out. Contemplating for the days I've done something wrong, contemplating for the reasons why Clark has decided to leave me. I rarely get him mad. If we fought, we would still make up the same day. But not this time, I knew it won't be fixed. This was a dead-serious matter. And if this was a prank, I didn't like it. It was what I dreaded the most. I called him repeatedly, sometimes he would leave it be or actually decline the call. It was agonizing.

I tortured myself by staring at our pictures, by staring at our old messages. I waited for him to come home until he made it clear he won't be coming back for me.

There was no point in hiding the news from Martha. I didn't want to leave her with questions why I stopped living with them. I needed time. And I stopped to prevent myself from hurting any further if I saw Clark once more.

I went to talk to Martha where Clark wasn't there. I knew because she texted me before that Clark has decided to take a job in Metropolis where he could know what was happening around the world. That was when she doesn't know it yet that we have separated. It broke my heart that he went to Metropolis. To live his life there and work.

Martha was also heartbroken from hearing the news. Martha loved me and treated me as her own, and knowing the fact that we won't be seeing each other again as I decided to live in a different city for a new life and new memories.

I wasn't going to abandon her completely I would call her here and there when I have the time.

It has been months and I was still missing him. Not just that, I was still hoping for him to find me and be with me again. I wanted to make him realize that I was his beautiful regret and it was a mistake to leave me. I hoped he missed me like I do to him.
"I want him to come back," I whispered, "It makes me so sad."

"He won't though," Alexa quietly said.

"He has to." I looked down at my handsand my voice cracked, "he has to come back... we were happy."    

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I don't know when I would release it, I
have to finish the whole book because
I don't want to post it so early then suddenly
lost my inspiration if I don't know what to do
next. I don't want to leave you guys hanging.
So, probably... next year? Don't know which
month, though. You just have to wait
and be patient.

It's not easy writing a book :/

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I just want to let you know that all of my books
are complete AU! So I'm sorry if it didn't reach to 
your expectations.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

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[This was posted on Nov. 5, 2016]  

[The updated version of the preview
and cover was posted on July 26, 2017]

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