I Dreamt of a Parallel Universe
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She was my first love. My last mistake. The one I never stopped dreaming about.
We were seventeen when we fell in love, and seventeen when we destroyed each other.
Ten years later, I'm married. She's moved on. We should have been nothing but a memory.
But the moment I saw Yen again, it was like no time had passed at all.
Only now we're older, messier, and still just as dangerous together.
Because some loves don't fade.
They haunt.
And in another universe, maybe she's still mine.
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