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It is not love. It is not passion. It is not lust. Yet, I do love it. I have never been more passionate. And I do lust after it. Every single day. There was a time when my life was but average. There was a time when all I could do was dream. There was a time when very little made sense. Now, my life is more thrilling than ever. I live my dream every day. Everything makes sense now.
When Sergeant Declan Connors’ aircraft fails him, his life is thrown into turmoil. The blazing crash has left him broken and lost. So lost that he cannot even recall his own name. But help comes from unexpected places… then again, so does evil.
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