Love on the Run

Love on the Run

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"He was the love of my life. My other half. I can never stop the feeling of guilt that coursed through every inch of my body when I wake up every morning." "He turned my whole world upside down. Our story was like bad boy meets good girl. I joined the life of crime just so I can be with him." After 58 years of pain, regret, and suffering, Suzanne is finally telling her life story. At the age of 75, she knows every detail of her past even the painful times. "Losing him was the worst day of my life. He was the only person I loved and trusted. Even if he killed innocent people to get his own way or revenge." Losing her one true love at 25 years old, her life and soul came crashing down upon her. Read Suzanne's adventures, moments, tragedies, and her life story in Love on the Run. "Love and crime can be a fatal mix."
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