Luanna Bruna: A New Home

Luanna Bruna: A New Home

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"She knew this place. It was home. But she knew in her heart that this was not the home she had left. Nobody knew her, or her story." After leaving her home and family to start a new life, Luanna wants peace in an unfamiliar world. The last thing she expects is to arrive in the very same place she left. But is it really the same place? She knows nobody there, and nobody knows her. As Luanna navigates this all-too-familiar world, she begins to unravel part of the mystery behind this world.
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Elyanna loved in quiet surrender, in glances stolen beneath the weight of unspoken words. She had spent her life standing in the shadows of a love that was never hers to claim-watching Sylus chase a dream that had Serena's name stitched into its seams. But Elyanna knew how to keep secrets. She kept her longing pressed between the pages of time. She kept her pain hidden behind soft smiles and steady hands. And most of all, she kept her heart's slow betrayal locked away, its fragile beats whispering a truth she dared not share. When fate offers her a choice-a chance to fight for borrowed time-Elyanna takes it, leaving behind the echoes of everything unsaid. But love has a way of unraveling even the most carefully guarded truths. And Sylus, who never turned to see her standing there before, finds himself searching for someone who may no longer be waiting. How do you mourn someone who was never truly yours? How do you hold on to something that was never spoken, yet lingers in every breath? Perhaps love is not always loud. Sometimes, it lives in the silence. And sometimes, it is the silence that hurts the most.

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