Prologue

“Hi, welcome to Pauli’s Guitar Shop. I’m Emilia. How can I--” I paused, dropping my pen on the counter. It was him. That one person I was trying to forget all my life. Tony Perry.

He looked up from his phone, staring into my eyes. “Oh, you’re a fan?” And with only four words, my heart was broken into several pieces for the second time, by the exact same person.

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