Her Long Lost Trust.

Her Long Lost Trust.

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Adam shifted in his chair, the knot in his chest tightening. The silence between them was loud in his ears. He leaned forward. "Ana... can I ask you something?" She didn't glance up immediately. "Sure" she replied, flipping a page in her notebook. Adam hesitated, heart hammering. "Have you ever thought about... us? Like, more than just friends?" Ana froze. Her pen stilled. Slowly, she met his eyes, and what he saw there made his heart drop. "I... don't think we should," she said carefully, her voice low but firm. "I've told you before, Adam. It's not going to happen." "Ana, I-" "You deserve someone who can give you what you want," she continued. "That's not me." Adam swallowed the ache. "I understand." But he didn't. Not in a way that made it easier to breathe. "I don't know if I can just stop," he admitted. "You're important to me." Ana looked away, her heart tightening. "You're a good friend. I don't want to lose that. But I can't offer you anything else. Ever." A heavy silence fell. Adam stared at the pen in her hand, trying to steady the storm inside him. "I won't walk away," he said finally. "You deserve someone who really sees you. I'm not going anywhere. Not yet." Ana bit her lip, fighting the weight of it all. "I'm sorry." He offered her a sad, quiet smile. "I'll be here, whenever you're ready." ---- Anastasia Rodriguez doesn't believe in love. Not after the heartbreak she endured in high school and the slow destruction of her parents' marriage. For Ana, love is nothing but pain, and marriage is a trap she's determined to avoid. Then comes Adam King-a man who believes in both love and commitment. Adam is patient, understanding, and refuses to give up on Ana, no matter how many walls she builds around her heart. ---
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Emilia I was so sure I'd never see him again. Not that I didn't want to. But not that I did. After all, he was the one that bailed on me. The one who threw away all those years we had for his own future. I shouldn't have been the one left feeling hurt. Yet somehow, I was. Seeing my best friend now, five years later, at my sister's wedding was the last thing I expected. But I never imagined I'd relive the heartache he left in his wake. And I never imagined falling for Adam Blackwell. Adam I wasn't supposed to see her again. Not that I didn't want to. A part of me did. A part of me always will. Emilia Feye was my best friend. Until I left her in my past and threw our friendship away. It was a mistake that haunts me every single day. It was between my best friend and my career. But I'm not the only one guilty. She did the same thing as me. Seeing her now, five years later, at my brother's wedding was unexpected. I never thought I'd have to suffer the consequences for the mess I made and the friendship I shattered. But I never imagined falling in love with her this time. I never imagined falling in love with Emilia Feye. ... Emilia and Adam meet again, five years after parting and going separate ways for college. They're not eighteen anymore. They're not so selfish anymore. And they're not best friends anymore. They caused each other heartache and now it's time to right their wrongs and make up for those mistakes. Now, in Marbella, Spain. Now, at her sister and his brother's wedding, the two meet again. Except this time, things are different. This time there's anger, frustration, pain, and regret. This time, they're not friends, they're a complicated mess. They call it friendship. We all call it love. . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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