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2025-06-21 21:56:33To you. Yes you.
I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you. Honestly. Whether you accidentally stumbled in here or came looking for something messy, emotional, or just a little spicy, but what mattered is the fact that you stayed. And that means the world. There aren’t many of you yet , but every time I see that someone read, liked, or followed… my heart does this weird little happy dance I can’t quite explain. This story? It’s personal. And although might be a little raw in places. And sometimes I second-guess every other sentence I write. But knowing someone out there is following along? That makes it all worth it. So thank you for giving this story a chance. For giving me a chance. Stick around, because things are only just starting to get juicy. And although I might not be the best, but I will try my best to be. With love, Hannie
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His Reluctant Bride: Contracted To My Enemy Not a chapter
To you. Yes you. I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you. Honestly. Whether you accidentally stumbled in here or came looking for something messy, emotional, or just a little spicy, but what mattered is the fact that you stayed. And that means the world. There aren’t many of you yet , but every time I see that someone read, liked, or followed… my heart does this weird little happy dance I can’t quite explain. This story? It’s personal. And although might be a little raw in places. And sometimes I second-guess every other sentence I write. But knowing someone out there is following along? That makes it all worth it. So thank you for giving this story a chance. For giving me a chance. Stick around, because things are only just starting to get juicy. And although I might not be the best, but I will try my best to be. With love, Hannie
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