He was hers. She was his. Together, everything seemed perfect. But even the strongest of loves can be undermined by the cruelty of time. When romance is dead, can friendship survive?
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Me, You, Us (On Hold)
Short StoryHighest ranking #452 in ChickLit 25/03/18 He was hers. She was his. Together, everything seemed perfect. But even the strongest of loves can be undermined by the cruelty of time. When romance is dead, can friendship survive?