Love Postmortem
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Last published Fri, Jan 8, 2021
Ever wondered what comes after death?
I am sure that you are thinking about angels and demons and heaven and hell but this is not about a dead body or murder. This story is about the death of love, postmortem. And what to do after the awful, dreadful, horrible stage in life that anyone can experience.
Emilia Donovan is the top writer of the famous magazine, Lovestruck. She is quite well-known as the writer of perfectly successful relationships, mainly her love life. But when things came into it's downfall, she's up to write the biggest article in her life, The Love Postmortem but with destructing someone else's love beliefs.
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