Prologue

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The tears ran down her face like the rain that never stopped. She holds the crumpled-up letter in her hand. No matter how many times she reads those words on the page. She can't help but wonder how and why.
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Dear self,
Remember to be kind to yourself because the storm clouds are forming right now, and the tears may never stop. But we will get through this. Trust me.

Love you, love me.

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authors note

please be mindful that this is a warning there will be things in this book that could be triggering to some. Nothing too bad, but some slur words will be used and there will be a lot of ups and downs when it comes to emotions. You have been warned.

A.D

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