Maybe...

Maybe...

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Being used. That is what most women are afraid of, but when it happens to you every. single. time. you start a relationship you just give up and don't care. At least, that's what Sheila Kennedy did. She gave up. Until one fateful day she recieved a letter in the mail asking her to participate in Julliard's summer music program. Her world turns upside down when she meets Landon Miller, who has been determined to make her his ever since he laid eyes on her. Series of disasters. obsesses ex's. Heartbreak. After all this can Landon hang in for the ride or will he just become another ghost in Sheila's past?
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"I have realized... it is better to be alone, Meg. The people I love won't get hurt." He whispered to me and then I saw him. The man I know and love; the man torn between wanting to love and scared of it; the man wanting to feel but runs away from everything that makes him feel because he is afraid of losing it. "I learned with Christine that I cannot love, Meg. I cannot love anyone...I only hurt them. And no one can love me. Who could?" "I could." I couldn't believe I just said it. He froze and I just kept talking, afraid the words would stop coming out of my mouth. "That's where you're wrong, Erik. You've always believed that no one could ever love you, all of you, even with your deformity. And yet, I have loved you since I was seventeen years old. You hid yourself behind the "Phantom of the Opera" but I never saw a Phantom. I saw a man desperate to be loved, to be loved not only for his music but for himself. I thought Christine could be the one to finally show you that love since I was so afraid to do so. But not afraid of you but what I know you would say. Christine chose wrong, Erik. I would've chosen you in a heartbeat... I do choose you."

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