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Confessions Unwritten - Andrew's Story

Confessions Unwritten - Andrew's Story

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Fiction
Romance
Opposites Attract
Billionaires and CEOs
First Love
On dit qu'on finit toujours par oublier son premier amour. Andrew Whitmore n'y est jamais parvenu. Six ans après avoir quitté la seule femme qu'il ait véritablement aimée, une simple boîte, restée scellée tout ce temps, l'oblige à regarder en face les choix qui ont détruit leur avenir. À dix-sept ans, il semblait tout avoir : un nom respecté, une fortune familiale, un destin déjà tracé. Puis elle est entrée dans sa vie. Elle n'avait rien de son monde. Et pourtant, elle est devenue le sien. Entre les exigences d'une dynastie prête à tout pour préserver son héritage et un amour qui semblait plus fort que tout, Andrew devra faire un choix dont les conséquences le poursuivront pendant des années. Car certaines histoires ne s'achèvent jamais vraiment. Elles continuent de vivre dans les silences. Dans les regrets. Et dans toutes ces confessions qui ne seront jamais écrites.
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