our last summer

our last summer

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When Mera moves across the world to Byron Bay in Australia, she's chasing more than just sunshine-she's chasing freedom. With nothing but a backpack and a restless heart, she finds herself behind the bar at a local beach spot. As the days melt into each other, Mera builds unexpected bonds-with the sharp-witted Shiobban, the warm-hearted chef Apollo, and Silas, the flirty bartender who stirs something in her she wasn't prepared for. But when dreams of traveling the world begin to tug at her again, Mera must confront what it truly means to belong somewhere... or to someone.
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