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The last time she saw him was six years ago, the day that had forever changed her life, and not in a good way.
He didn’t want to hear her out back then, and now he was here, in London, where she managed to build a life for herself and her daughter.
She spent all this time despising him, and for a good reason.
He’s last words to her, still echoing in her mind after all these years, You’re a whore, a witch, I never want to lay eyes on you again. Seem like a wound that would never heal.
But seeing him again now made her realise that the heart and mind weren’t always on the same page, never mind the body.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
The last time she saw him was six years ago, the day that had forever changed her life, and not in a good way.
He didn’t want to hear her out back then, and now he was here, in London, where she managed to build a life for herself and her daughter.
She spent all this time despising him, and for a good reason.
He’s last words to her, still echoing in her mind after all these years, You’re a whore, a witch, I never want to lay eyes on you again. Seem like a wound that would never heal.
But seeing him again now made her realise that the heart and mind weren’t always on the same page, never mind the body.