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Always, Amanda
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Complete, First published Jul 07, 2017
What will any sane woman do to completely move on from the man who owned her heart once upon a time?

Of course, anything but write him letters.

However, Amanda Byron is not like any sane woman out there. She's convinced that she lost some of her precious marbles when she went crazy before for the only man she thought was her forever. Sleep-wrecking dreams and her determination to finally move on, she did the unthinkable.

She sent him letters.

Now, what new madness did she find herself into?



[Book 1]


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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of my imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, persons, living or dead is purely coincidental and is not intended.

Copyright 2017 by Niceya Rivera

All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, without prior written permission by me.

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