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More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

"You still hate being early." Elena stopped breathing. The voice wasn't cold. It wasn't threatening. It was familiar. Painfully familiar. Slowly, Elena turned. The woman stepped from the shadows. Dark hair fell past her shoulders. Her posture was elegant. Unshakable. Older now. Harder. But her eyes, Elena knew those eyes. Evelyn Mercer smiled softly. “You remembered." Elena couldn't move. The world narrowed until only Evelyn existed. Twenty years. Twenty years of absence. Twenty years of forgetting. Twenty years of searching without realizing she was searching. “You left."

she said any got down before turning to me. " here " she said and held it in front of me. I collected the book from her hand and smiled at her. " thank you. " I added " no problem, read it first.. Don't bother about returning it now.. Keep it " she said any went back to her table before I could ask her what she meant by that or why she was letting me take the book. I brush all the thoughts away from my head and then I move to my silent place, behind the back roll and sit on the ground. My back resting on the book shelf. I look at the book in front of me titled " we are more than friends ".

I know I am leaving you all with a lot of unresolved questions in book 1 but I promise that I am going to do justice to all of it in BOOK 2. I really have no idea that I would be about to write 20 chapters of a book not to say 70 chapters and now, I’m making a BOOK 2!! I wouldn’t have come this far without your support and encouragement guys, thank you. If you have any question for me, you can dm me on my i*******m page; username; orits_shola. And then, finally!! If you are wondering if BOOK 2 is out, it is out!! And you can find it with the name LOVE IMPOSSIBLE: A MAFIA'S LIFELINE.

Lucien asked, his massive, scarred arms tightening around my frame to anchor my weight against his chest plate. Confused by the structural layout, my eyes swept the dark iron beams of the chamber. My memory arrays slowly reconstructed the timeline; I recalled being trapped within the concrete hotel vault the previous afternoon. Suddenly, the full weight of the betrayal flooded my internal monologue. I seized Lucien’s massive hand, a raw, burning agony flashing through my silver eyes. "Was my wolf... violated?"

“I know him…he lives not too far from here” He gave me the address and I thanked him and left quickly, climbing back into the car. Twenty minutes later, I was driving through the neighborhood I hadn't seen since my orphanage days. It reminded me so much of my own past. The cramped apartment where my parents and little sister had died in the fire when I was twelve. That night…I had crawled out of my bedroom window while everyone I loved burned alive. I met Emery three years after I left the orphanage. I was working in a book store and Emery had walked in searching for a particular book.

I didn't want to bug you, but seeing you bending over backward for Alpha Iris hurt. "Now, though, I don't have to worry." Damon grinned like he had won the lottery. It turned out he had been in my corner all that time. I found it funny how life worked out. Out of the blue, a memory hit me. "I heard you were there when your parents...had that terrible accident. And after that, your health..." I trailed off, the words sticking in my throat. I did not want to rip open old wounds. Damon's voice was a whisper. "You want to know if I'm fine? Come closer and see."

# Bonus Chapter 20: Twenty The morning of their twentieth anniversary, Duke woke before the alarm and lay still, watching Valentina sleep. She still slept the same way she had twenty years ago. One arm thrown above her head, hair across the pillow, breathing slow and even. He'd memorized this version of her before he'd memorized anything else about marriage. Twenty years. He thought about the boy who'd let her go at the porch swing. Who couldn't have imagined this—not the specifics, not the kids or the bookstore or the gray now threading through both their hair. Just this: waking up beside her, ordinary and miraculous at once, two decades in.

I appreciate you guys🥺 To be honest, I really had no idea that I'd reach this far. But I'm glad I could write more for you all. And yes, there's a book two! The Story of Alex and Wilbert! The Drunk and the Hunk! Again, thank you so much! sugarmaui-

She wiped of the tears in her eyes, and hesitated for a while, before finally opening the book, with a slim hope of seeing anything, but she was shocked to the spine, as she found something in the book. She adjusted on her seat, and started flipping the pages one after the other, and surprisingly, she found each page, loaded with writeups, as she couldn't stop wondering what happened. She quickly checked the cover of the book, to be sure it's still same as the one she saw under her mother's pillow earlier, and shockingly, it was same book.... Moon POV