Until the Last Goodbye
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  • Reads 184,097
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  • Parts 14
Complete, First published Apr 16, 2021
Mature
Until Again Duology #1

NOTE: I do not own the photo on the book cover. Credits to the rightful owner of it. 

His smiles make me feel comfort in him, but when I heard him saying the words I was hoping he would only say to me... My world shattered in pieces. My comfort, my home, and my peace were... broken apart.  The demons inside me became even more unbearable; that's when I knew that I had lost it. 

And for the very first time, on my very last breath on this planet, I felt free.
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