Before Me, Him
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Last published Thu, Feb 11, 2021
June lives in a city filled with wandering souls without any memory. One day her parents go on a one-month vacation to Belgium, leaving her with her kind cousins. Ever since the accident she lost contact with them and isolated herself.
She created scars, she had scars. She would see her own ghosts and didn't know the meaning behind the word love anymore.
Will she be able to accept the past and move forward? Or will she drown in the dark ocean of regret and sorrow?
Small Sneak Peak:
"Don't be afraid, child". Robert's words were echoing within my head however, in its depths I would listen to another voice saying "Don't do it. Be afraid. It's your fault. You can't. You shouldn't."
Please make sure to read the prologue to have a better understanding of the whole concept of the book and its story. Thank you!
First Chapter was released on the 4th of January.
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