OUR BLACKED HEARTS

OUR BLACKED HEARTS

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This book will have a new chapter every Saturday. Solana's POV Our song started to play-the one we used to shout along to, laughing, giggling, dancing in the rain. I almost slipped, but he caught me. He held me, and in that moment, something shifted. Sure, I'd always known he was beautiful-but this was different. I don't know if it was the song, the rain, or the way we moved together, but my heart fluttered. He steadied me. His arms slipped from around my waist, and his hand rose to gently brush the wet curls from my face. He looked into my eyes. No, I thought. I can't. He's my best friend's brother-the one who hated me. But in that moment, my morals flew out the window, and for once, I didn't care. My breath hitched as he leaned in, and our lips met. Fireworks? No. An explosion. My first kiss. He pulled back slowly, his eyes searched mine... Read more to discover a lighthearted Romance, and like all romances, there will be obstacles.
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"I used to love him from across the street. Now I live across the hall." Elena never expected to see Auriga again, let alone live with him. After years apart, she returns to her childhood town for one quiet visit before she starts her new life in culinary school. But one dinner in his home turns into one night, and one night turns into a shared apartment in New York with the boy she's loved in silence since they were kids. "You look different." "I know, right?" Now they cook breakfast together. Share midnight laughter. Brushing hands too often to ignore. Just when it starts to feel like more than friendship, she comes back, the girl from his past who once had his heart. And Elena starts to wonder if history is repeating itself... with her still on the sidelines. "You're not missing me that much, huh?" "Maybe I just stopped hoping you'd notice." Torn between what feels real and what's always been just out of reach, Elena must decide: stay where it's safe, or risk everything and finally ask, "When will it be my turn to be chosen?" "I was always there, Rig. You just never looked close enough." ✨ A slow-burn, heart-aching roommates-to-lovers story ✨ Full of cozy mornings, late-night cooking, and almost moments ✨ For fans of soft heartbreak, quiet resilience, and second chances that aren't guaranteed

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