The Rules Were Never Meant for Us

The Rules Were Never Meant for Us

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 24, 2026
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Romance
Her name is Eliana Celeste Moreau, and her life could hardly be more complicated. With a difficult relationship with her mother and her parents' recent separation, Eliana finds herself living alone with her father. Despite everything, the two of them share an incredibly close bond. He has always been her safe place, the person she can count on no matter what. And then there's his best friend, Jon. He has always been around. A familiar face, a constant presence in her life. Someone Eliana has known for as long as she can remember. But Eliana is growing up. She's no longer the innocent girl everyone remembers. She's older now, more independent, drinking, breaking rules, and discovering a side of herself she never knew existed. And then there's the wedding. One night. One mistake. One line that should never be crossed. And suddenly, everything changes. Because some feelings are forbidden for a reason.
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