One Last Time

One Last Time

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"Forgetting the things that you should remember is hard. But remembering the things that you should forget is harder." For Claudia Dawson, that quote describes her exact emotions while she's trying hard to forget about her ex-boyfriend of six years who alienated his entire existence to her ever since he left for Europe. How will she move one when nonstop flashbacks of their relationship keeps bothering with her mind? Although, what if everything she thinks right now is wrong? What if the first part of that quote is really what she's dealing with? She not aware of it yet because she forgot all about it. And what will happen when she finally meets the person who would make her remember all of the things she forgot? Read inside to know all about her unusual moving on story. . .
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They say love begins in silence. But what happens when the silence lasts too long? This is not a love story about happily ever afters. This is a story about almosts- About late-night conversations that stopped just short of meaning something. About eye contacts that promised more, but always ended in friendship. In Part 1, she loved him quietly. In Part 2, she starts to speak- but still, he doesn't listen the way she hoped. She tries to become his safe place. She tries to heal his fear of attachment. She tries to read his mind, hold his hand without holding it, and love him in a way that feels patient-not desperate. But the more she hopes, the more she drowns. This is the continuation of a one-sided love story that became too heavy to carry. A confession soaked in unsent messages, mixed signals, and a storm of emotions that never found a home. Sometimes, loving someone means letting go. Sometimes, silence is louder than goodbye.

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