Definitions Of Love(ON GOING)

Definitions Of Love(ON GOING)

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how do other people define love? It was always Mikhail's dream to be a writer. However, bounded by the love and respect to his relationship with Gino his passion and love for writing had to be stopped. Having Andres by his side, his bestfriend of 15 years. He was able to rebel and return to his first love: writing. To be able to write is where his heart would feel the most content and to write different forms of love is where he felt seen and fulfilled. Now having a National writing contests on the way. He had to explore and discover how other people define love through a collection of stories explaining their own Definitions of Love. However, with his relationship with Gino. Would he continue to love and respect their relationship? or would he continue to write and find the Definitions Of Love? DISCLAIMER: BOOK COVER PHOTO NOT MINE! credits to the rightful owner.
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