A year without you

A year without you

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., juil. 14, 2023
(Letters that are 100% real ) Unsent letters to a boy who is far away from a girl . She writes these letters to him as a means of not forgetting about her feelings for him and keeping herself happy with having the hope that one day she will meet Him again, and speak with him after a year of no contact. She has the hope that he will read them one day in the future after one year has passed. It's a challenge for both to maintain their love without being able to communicate for a year, but they made a pact that they would find each other after that year and marry each other. Will it happen? I guess we will have to wait a year for the answer... #hipgeneration2019
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Samuel, a boy with quiet lips and scars that time refused to erase-an introverted soul searching for love in a world that never offered it. Erica, fire in human form-harsh, untamed, a lonely queen fighting to never be forgotten. Their meeting was no accident; fate had already written their names in the same breath. Their bond craves hunger, demands surrender, and lingers in the mind like a fever that refuses to break. But love such as theirs is not gentle. Problems surround them like chains-chains that can either tie them together with unbreakable force... or tighten until both can no longer breathe. In every stare, every silence, every reckless touch-something more dangerous is born. This isn't just a love story. It's a storm. And storms never leave without destruction.

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