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I Remember (A Les Misérables / Aaron Tveit fanfiction)
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Ongoing, First published Sep 20, 2016
You know how they say that true love always finds its way? Through time and space, through war and peace, through the oceans and deserts, love always finds it way. . . A soul broken in half, fallen on the opposite ends of the earth, will stop at nothing until it reunites with its other half. And the soul will forever remain restless for the impossible search must never be stopped, for the only way to salvation is the joining of the halves. 

This is a story of love larger than life, larger than death, of love that doesn't know the boundaries of time and space.

This is a story of a girl, who doesn't know anymore who she is. 

Éponine or Victoria? 

A street urchin from 19th century Paris, or a movie star from 21st century New York? 

This is a story of a girl that can't tell what is dream and what is real, a story of a girl that needs to find her love in both worlds, hoping that one day she'll know what is true and what is pretend.

Hoping that one day she'll remember...


Disclaimer: 

I do not own Les miserables, its events and its characters, they belong to genius Victor Hugo!

I do not own lyrics taken from Les mis musical - they belong to the amazing creators of the show

I do not own Aaron Tveit or any other famous people used in my story.  They are real people, but I'm using them for the works of my imagination.

For the purposes of my great story I made Eddie Redmayne's eyes brown 
 
I do not own the pictures on the cover of my book, however the collage was created by me!

Other things belong to me: my ideas and my made up characters.  So please don't copy! And enjoy!
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