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You will meet thousands of people within your own life time, none of them really ever touch you. Then you'll meet that one person and your whole life will be transformed forever. It will make you question everything. Some call it fate, but I prefer to it refer to it as destiny. The epiphany I experienced when my soul recognised his face took time. I felt this certainty that we had met before, déjà vu; it's an odd sensation to obtain. Especially in a different body. But your mind has been washed clear of any other memories. Recognition is a gift. You leave yourself. If love is the closest form of friendship that two spirits can possibly possess, what do you do when that's not enough? What happens when two people become entwined into one and it's still not enough? I don't know how to breathe oxygen that hasn't brushed his lips. I'm suffocating. My soul is the only thing that's keeping my feet on the ground anymore. I don't want to be selfish more than I already have to be. But I want to call check mate. Book II in the Intoxicated series
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