I'll see you in the future

I'll see you in the future

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Aria. A Fine Arts student moves at London with her best friend, Corina. There, she finds her other half. But she has many difficult but the same time happy, times. Will she find a way to keep her life balanced?
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"I don't know if I loved him or survived him. Maybe it's the same thing" He set fire to the world but never let a flame touch her. Aria is an English philosophy student chasing reinvention in Paris; a city romanticised by poets, but cruel to the lonely. Behind her sharp tongue and steady stare, is a woman shaped by absence and aching for intensity, connection, purpose. Tired of running, but terrified of staying still. She tells herself she's cold. She tells herself she's untouchable. Harrison is brilliant, sharp, unknowable. The kind of man who disappears mid-sentence, who walks like he's carrying sins he'll never confess. You don't fall in love with Harrison, you fall into him. With a past soaked in violence and a heart barricaded by guilt, he lives in exile from the world, and from himself. The last thing he ever wanted was to be seen. Drawn together by fate, or fatal flaw, they orbit one another like lit matches and gasoline. It isn't love, not yet. It's something more dangerous: recognition. And when the flame becomes a fire, who will get burnt? This isn't their story, it's yours. You've been here, haven't you? Where love feels like war, and silence is a kind of violence. Where you knew it would break you, and you still begged for more. Read on, if you're brave enough to feel yourself burn.

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