Part 3: See You Soon

Part 3: See You Soon

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This is part 3 in the story of Vigga Silver. We follow her from her graduation till her midt thirties. It all starts when she accidentally runs into Harry Styles in London and a friendship is soon to be found between the two young people. Vigga is living her dream in London but with friendships comes both good and sad times, and with Harry Styles comes a lot more than that.
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In a quiet coastal town in New England, fifteen-year-old new girl, Bethenny Caldwell, and sixteen-year-old Bar Harbor resident, Harry Styles, become unlikely best friends; two teenagers tethered by circumstance, grief, and the quiet longing for bigger worlds beyond Seabrook Street. Over the next twenty years, they fall in and out of each other's orbits through college and moves, through heartbreaks and near misses, through the milestones that shape who we become. Every time life gives them a chance to choose each other... the timing is just slightly wrong. But they never stop returning to the town that raised them, to the memories neither can outrun, and to the version of love they only ever found in each other. Spanning from 2005 to the present, this is a story about the way people grow and break and rebuild... how grief leaves fingerprints that follow us into adulthood... and how some connections quietly survive the seasons we think will destroy them. a romance born in the wrong moment - again and again - until one day, it isn't.

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