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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.
PROLOGUE
Before the Bitterness
I used to believe that love, once real, never truly dies.
But I've learned that's a lie we tell ourselves to survive.
There was a time when his eyes held nothing but warmth.
When his laugh filled our home. When his hands built cribs and
held our babies close like they were the meaning of his life.
There was a time I belonged to him in every way a woman can
belong to a man.
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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.
PROLOGUE
Before the Bitterness
I used to believe that love, once real, never truly dies.
But I've learned that's a lie we tell ourselves to survive.
There was a time when his eyes held nothing but warmth.
When his laugh filled our home. When his hands built cribs and
held our babies close like they were the meaning of his life.
There was a time I belonged to him in every way a woman can
belong to a man.