Handwritten

Handwritten

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Aug 15, 2023
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Romance
44 pages. One letter. One girl. Two boys. And secrets. Many secrets. Renee Connor was good at reading people. She would study the boys at her school and write letters about the type of person she truly thought they were. With years of quiet solitude and watching others around her, Renee had complied multiple letters filled with secrets and mistruths. She had written about everyone in her grade. Everyone except the new boy with the lop-sided smile and eyes the colour of midnight. His name was Jesse Lockwood. And this is his story.
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They met as kids-classmates until the fourth grade-where he had a quiet crush on her before she transferred schools. Years later, fate brought them back together in high school. What started as friendship quickly turned into something deeper, and for four years, they were inseparable. They had plans, dreams, and a love that felt unshakable. Until the day she broke up with him and disappeared from his life without a single explanation. Years passed, but the unanswered questions never left him. Neither did the feelings. He tried to move on, to forget, but no one ever came close to being what she was to him. And just when he thought he'd finally buried the past, she came back-this time, as his fiancée in a marriage neither of them chose. She tells herself it's just duty. He tells himself he's over it. But the past lingers between them, unspoken and unresolved. The tension simmers, the familiarity remains, and despite everything, so does the pull between them. He fell first. And even after all these years, he never truly stopped. She thought walking away once was hard-she never imagined falling again would be even harder.

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