I write because some feelings are too heavy to carry alone. I read to find pieces of myself in strangers' words-proof I'm not the only one searching for happy endings real life forgot to give. My drafts are full of almosts. Almost happy. Almost healed. Almost enough.


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Her Place in His Shadow  by He7venseen
Her Place in His Shadow
Kaia Reed never dreamed of becoming someone's wife-especially not a man whose heart already belonged to anoth...
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