Written In The Stars: Book Two
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Everything about Elijah that was worth loving walked out the door of his apartment with Madeline, leaving him little more than a shell of a man. No amount of booze or destruction could erase the love he felt for that woman.
That sweet, brutal, all too brief love slashed through his insides and left him damaged beyond repair. They say time heals all wounds, and in some ways, it did. Four years after his M&M walked away, Elijah has his life on track. The scars were still on his heart and skin, but this was as close to living for something other than her as he'd ever get.
Then the call comes. That punch to the gut, time stopping call that could send him right back into the hole that'd taken him two years to climb out of. Hearing about her engagement was one thing. It hurt, but knowing she'd found happiness after all the heartache gave him some measure of hope for himself. But this? This could be his salvation or his end.
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