The Veil ***ON HOLD***
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- Partes 5
Loving someone is hard, regardless of what people say. Loving someone who's a ghost is nearly impossible. I didn't know I was irrevocably in love with Cole Huffman until it was too late. He saved my life, pulling me out of that blazing car, and then he was gone. I didn't know until then that he was my whole life. I could feel myself losing grip with reality when I started feeling him, hearing his voice around me everywhere I went, and when I saw him appear before me. Yet, he was still there. How do you love someone on the other side of the veil?
Sydney Wilson has always been the center of my world ever since we met the first day of kindergarten. She has always been my main focus and goal in life. I never did tell her though. I was going to, but my untimely death prevented me from telling her the truth. Not wanting to live or die without her, I made a deal to reunite us. One way or another, I am going to tell Sydney exactly what she means to me.
How far would you go for someone you love?
PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS BOOK HAS TWO AUTHORS!!!
Myself, and yourfriendbri
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