It was all a puzzle. Her. Them both. Trying to connect the dots together, and trying to find those missing pieces, sometimes having to bring them from the dead, all just trying to finish the puzzle. Having to step on open wounds and to relive pain once thought forgotten. Possibly impossible to finish, but it was not. He had enough faith to know it. But despite all those pieces found, yet it was never finished, because neither didn't want to find that one last piece. The piece that would change everything if found. The piece that was relieving but deadly. •••••••••••••••• Okok i really hope this one is a good book bc i really love the idea of this one but the description sux and the title too but give the prologue a chance will yaAll Rights Reserved
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