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Special
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    Durée 28m
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    LECTURES 118
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    Votes 12
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 4
  • WpHistory
    Durée 28m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement mai 04, 2025
He filled her life with color, then left her in silence.

He was loud, funny, and lit up every room he entered. She was quiet, grounded, and drawn to the chaos he carried so effortlessly. Together, they made sense. Their love was deep, fierce, and undeniable-even as Noah's body began to fail him.

When they found out they were expecting, it gave them something to hold onto. A future. A reason to hope.

Then Noah was gone.

Left to face a world that no longer made sense, May did everything she could to protect the last piece of Noah. But grief, poverty, and the weight of being young and alone forced her into an unthinkable decision-one that cost her not just the man she loved, but the child they had dreamed of together.

Years later, still haunted by the past and what might have been, May sets out to reclaim something she thought she'd lost forever. But healing isn't simple, and the path to forgiveness-especially self-forgiveness-is rarely clear.


Thank you for reading the first draft of the beginning of my book. These are the only chapters available right now, since I'm planning to self-publish soon. I truly appreciate your time, and I hope you'll stick with me on this journey! Link to the book will be available in the next months.
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