She’s GEORGINA …
.For her .....
Life is not easy
, ..
Things change , one snap of a finger and life will never be the same again . But in those times of her miseries , she found no one .. She let everyone to caress her nakedness , to touch her emptiness and to let them hear her moan which comes out like a melody ..
There she was broken
Till everything on her way was all closed and there was no way out for her
Then NATE , a man with full of courage and strength …Praying , believing for something and clinging on to hope for her….
Weakness conquered her , she decided to close her vision as tears flow down from her eyes
Accepting her defeat,,,,and in those moment of loneliness , NATE took her hands , neglect her broken fractured soul and fulfill the reason of her existence …….
Until the perfect and desperate moment on them turn into a daydream delusion………
There are some things that aren't worth keeping. Nastia Kahlila Quijano has been convincing herself that walking away was the right thing she did. Even if it's already been three long years ever since she left. But with every passing second and every in-between of those years, she couldn't seem to getaway with the feelings still lingering in her system.
She was haunted by the ideas of him, what might have been, and their memories together. Each day, each night; it was a choice she didn't want to regret. She was determined to move forward.
But the biggest relapse struck her unexpectedly. All of her effort and hard work went down the drain. She couldn't seem to pull herself back from the memories reeling her in. From the phantom lurking in the form of her next door neighbor seemingly pulling her back to his arms.
Maybe she should run away. Far enough where they wouldn't meet ever again. Far from his reach. Maybe she should treat him indifferently until he finally gives up.
But Nika couldn't seem to handle the thought of him walking away and ending up with someone else. She couldn't have that either.
Maybe, it was time for her to let things happen like clockwork. Maybe fighting it was futile. Maybe the right thing to do was run back to him. In his arms wide open. A place in the world that's only meant for her.
Maybe, this time, they were meant to be.
Book cover by: goldenaraw (on twitter)