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Listening to Empty Spaces: A Lost and Found Novel

Listening to Empty Spaces: A Lost and Found Novel

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Nov 30, 2021
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Romance
Beautiful, composed, carefully crafted, and cultivated...perfect. My life has been a series of orchestrated pieces...choreographed moves. I've never questioned any of it...why should I? But then the hammer drops, the hurricane falls, the tempest hits and suddenly I'm in a whirlwind the likes of which I've never known before...with a man...a family the likes I've never known before. I've never believed in love...So why then do I suddenly find myself desperately wishing for the fairy tale I've always been told is a lie? And if I love, if I can EVEN love, am I betraying the one person who has, up until now, been the one constant in my life. *Reverse harem* *Strong themes, and content* *Sexual content will develop over the course of the series* *Not suitable for anyone under the age of 18*
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They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

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