Band 3: Seelendistel (ehem. Gräsleingold und Regensilber)

Band 3: Seelendistel (ehem. Gräsleingold und Regensilber)

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***Ab Dezember 2021 beim Wreaders Verlag *** Wenn man daran zurückdenkt, wie nah man einem Menschen gewesen ist, dann ist es beinahe unmöglich, weiterzumachen. Man sucht nach einer Erklärung, warum einem etwas so Wundervolles geschenkt wurde - nur, um es wieder fortzureißen. Ein kitschiges Happyend war alles, was ich wollte. Eine Seelenliebe, die sämtliche Hindernisse und Psychosen überwindet - und zu einem Schokokeks hätte ich auch nicht Nein gesagt. Was das Leben für mich plante, war etwas vollkommen anderes. Eine Reise nach Schottland und zu mir selbst. Eine Anstellung in einem Herrenhaus voller Neid und Intrigen. Und ein Fehler, den ich nicht mehr rückgängig machen kann. Sechs Jahre sind vergangen und lehrten mich, dass es manchmal das Richtige und das Schwerste zugleich sein kann, loszulassen und seinen eigenen Weg zu gehen - wo immer er einen auch hinführen mag. Sechs Jahre, seitdem ich Kiran endgültig verlor. Doch manchmal ist endgültig kürzer als man denkt.
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