Read Receipts
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Is love confined by gender? By distance? Or by how you meet? These are big questions. Questions I asked myself while writing Read Receipts.
This book shows a simple truth: love isn't measured by miles. It isn't limited to specific genders. The idea of the "invisible red string"-it stretches. It connects two people, even if they're both women. Even if they only know each other through screens. Genuine love can bloom online. It can last across long distances. It's real. It's true.
This story is for everyone. It asks you to open your heart. To see love without limits. Now, turn it into these pages and see where the red string and distance led you.
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