𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

Fifteen-year-old me underestimated the damage that indie boy could do. The damage that relationship could have. The lifelong pain it would cause. The ten year break I would take from our hometown.

Sam Fender. A name that still to this day, as a twenty-eight-year-old, could make my eyes tear up.

A girl falls hard for a boy, and they fall in love. A love that could be a movie. That was the story I had wished for. However, mine and his story was a whole lot more complicated.

Luckily, it had come to an end over ten years ago. Well so I thought, until that day.

A day that I never could have seen coming.

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a book about long lost teenage love. will it be recaptured or lost forever?