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The second in the Gone trilogy. Sequel to Gone. ❝If it's meant to be, they'll come back. ❞ I knew how I wanted my love story to play out. Only, this pesky thing called life got in the way of things and messed everything up. I messed everything up, which caused restless nights for myself due to my innervating thoughts. It was my fault, but I had my reasons. Still, I was stupid. How could I have hurt her like this? We make decisions irrationally sometimes, which cause pain upon others - only we don't realise it at the time. Yet, we're human. We are allowed to do these things, right? I'm going to rectify my mistakes. Emma, I'm back. [HIGHEST- #205 13/09/2015] Cover by my dear friend John. Finished editing in February 2016.
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