Confessions
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"But you said you loved me!" she sobbed, her voice thick with emotion.
"Loved," he echoed, the word devoid of warmth.
This narrative explores the trope of enemies to lovers, incorporating elements of forced proximity and a love triangle.
This is my debut novel, so please excuse any imperfections in my writing, including any less engaging scenes. Your support would mean the world to me; perhaps it could even propel me towards becoming a successful author. Who knows what the future holds?
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