HI GUYS!!!

Dear Readers,

There are moments when words fail to fully capture the depth of what one feels—and this is one of those moments for me. But I’m going to try, because if you’re reading this, it means you’ve stuck with me and my story through all its messy emotions, broken characters, passionate moments, and quiet heartbreaks. And for that, I owe you more than just a thank you, I owe you my heart.

When I started writing this book, I had no idea it would turn into something so personal. So real. I didn’t expect the characters to bleed through the pages or for their pain and love to feel like mine. But what surprised me even more was you—yes, you, the person reading this now. You showed up. You stayed. You listened to my characters cry, fall, rise, and burn. You chose to invest your time, your emotions, your heart... and I can’t explain how much that means to me.

Writing can be lonely. It’s just me, a blinking cursor, and an endless internal dialogue. But knowing you were on the other side of the screen, turning the pages, feeling what I felt, made the difference. You made the dark days lighter. You made every rewrite worth it. You made me believe in the power of storytelling all over again.

To every single person who took a chance on this book—thank you. Whether you read one chapter or the entire story in a weekend binge, whether you sent me a message or stayed quietly in the background, I see you. I appreciate you. This journey wouldn’t be what it is without you.

And now... Becca.

I saved this part especially for you.

Becca, you have been more than just a reader. You’ve been my cheerleader and a quiet but powerful force behind every word I typed. Your support came in on the days I needed it the most—when I doubted the story, when I felt stuck, or when I questioned whether anyone would care. You cared. You left comments when I thought no one was watching.

Thank you for believing in these flawed, messy characters the same way I did. You saw the heart in the chaos. And because of that, you reminded me that writing is about connection. It’s about being seen. And I feel so seen, so understood, because of readers like you.

To everyone who shared my book, left comments, or simply felt something while reading it—I want you to know this: you are now a part of this book's DNA. Your love has been stitched into every scene, every kiss, every fight, every painful pause. This is our story now, not just mine.

And though the story may be nearing its final chapters, know that this isn't the end. It's only the beginning. You’ve awakened something in me as a writer. A hunger to keep going. A purpose I didn’t even know I had when I first started. I want to keep writing for you—for readers who crave more than perfect love stories. Who crave real ones. Dark ones. Twisted, painful, beautiful ones. You’ve made me brave enough to give that, and I promise I won’t stop.

So from the deepest place in my heart—thank you.

Thank you for your time.

Thank you for your emotions.

Thank you for trusting me with your heart.

And thank you, Becca.

You’ve all made this journey unforgettable. And wherever my words go next, I hope you’ll come with me.

With all my love and gratitude,

O.J