Till Death Do Us Part
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- Votos 32
- Capítulos 10
'Dear diary,
June 27th 1960, that's the year I met her. The year I met the women that had stolen my heart...'
This is no ordinary love story, but an extraordinary one. From childhood sweethearts to old lovers.
Their lives were full of problems, but somehow they were always able to overcome them. Despite being separated from each other repeatedly throughout the years, there had always been something bringing them back together again..... Their love.
All of their special and sad moments, put into a diary, a diary that's supposed to keep them from not forgetting, Not forgetting eachother and the their love.
Their story.
Their love was the type everyone wants, but only a few lucky people have. It was so strong that nothing could tear them apart...
Not even death.
Inspired by The Notebook.
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