I write down dreams that I don't want to forget. I can close my eyes and try to relive them.

I tried not to break my own heart, but it turns out you can't help it.

Harry the virgin Duke of Somerset knows little of love, while Louis the sly Duke of Warwick knows too much. When the two dukes come together for the Bilsdale fox hunt in Yorkshire, Harry finds himself drawn into Louis' bed. But when secrets from Louis' dark past come to light, Harry fears that the fox isn't the only one being hunted.

This is a true story. One told in third person. One that broke me. At least for now. Also the papers on the cover are of the ones where I hand wrote this originally. I was so distracted I couldn't focus. All I could do is write all these words. And I know they won't make sense to you. Xx Opal

It’s cold and it’s dark by now. The day has gone so fast, going to all those places, meeting all those people and now I’m here. He’s led me here. It’s time now, after all I’ve done, it’s time to see him. And everything started with a post-it.