Back at One (On Hold)
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Last published Tue, Aug 26, 2014
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"No matter how you try not to live in the past, sometimes the past lives in you."
Erin Miller is a desperate author who doesn't pay attention to dates and romance. All she wanted is to publish her own story to fulfill her dreams. Spending her days and long nights in front of thick papers and a pen writing down all her thoughts. Then stopped after a few because she lacked one thing–inspiration.
When a friend sets her up to a blind date with some random guy, she thought he will make her dream come to life. That with just one first look at him, she knew he is going to be the one who will make her write from her heart and not from her mind.
A man named Sam Hall.
Sam is like Erin too, dating doesn't interest him. But meeting Erin changed his perspective when he saw something different about her. Something that made him see life out of his comfort zone. Out to live life to the fullest, that life is meant to be hard but it isn't meant to be hateful.
All seems perfect, but not everything have a happy ending. They separated ways and Erin moved away, leaving Sam behind.
Until one day when they meet again, they were both a total stranger to one another. Literally.
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August 26, 2014; It's my third story! Enjoy! :)
Text copyright © DaisyB, 2014
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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