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2024-11-04 16:36:48Dearest Reader,
My heart is full. Writing Diane and Leo’s story has been a beautiful unforgettable adventure, and I hope it brought you as much joy, tension, laughter, and definitely a few buckets of tears as it did to me. Diane and Leo are two characters I will never forget. Their journey from enemies to friends and finally to hardcore soulmates was crafted with the same ups and downs that make real life so beautifully complex. My baby girl Diane, most especially, gripped me by the throat throughout her journey in this book, and I cried several times whenever I found myself digging and exploring deeper and deeper into her mind and who she truly is. Leo King, well, he played with my heart as well. He made me believe he was some rich fucking brat who couldn't care less about anything, only to crash me with the truth of who he really is—a true lover king with so much indepth layers that had me lusting and thirsting for more. Thank you for staying with Diane and Leo through every twist and turn, for cheering them on and for believing in their love for each other. Each word I wrote was with you in my mind, hoping that you EXPERIENCE this story and not just read it only for fun. As we both say goodbye to Diane and Leo, remember that love—although can be messy, unexpected, imperfect, but also true—is something we all deserve, and is always worth fighting for. May you carry the experience of this story with you, and may it remind you that you don't always have to be strong all by yourself, and just so you know, that it is okay to ask for help. Thank you for sticking with me to the end. From the bottom of my heart, I am deeply grateful to have shared this wonderful journey with you. Until the next adventure, Author Lora.Related chapters
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My Badboy Knight 87. Bastard.
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