The First Note
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Two years ago, Asher left without warning-no explanation, no goodbye.
Now Liora is left with nothing but questions.
And the feeling that whatever pulled him away... is still out there.
Watching. Waiting. Getting closer.
A slow burn, twisted dark romance about love, obsession, and the silence between the lies.
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