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2023-03-24 00:15:31Morning came, even though the night seemed to last forever. Eleonor couldn't sleep for a single minute. The wave of intense emotions caused terrible insomnia. The employee who helped the girls by using the spare key to open the door called for a medical team, which treated Lisette and Eleonor's injuries. The result was bandages on her feet, legs, hands, and neck. Lisette also got bandages on her legs and hand because she held the glass shard tightly.
After Lisette fell asleep, Eleonor found Giovanni's pack of cigarettes, which were in the same drawer as the gun. She never cared for nicotine, but she would be grateful for any comfort she could find. Sitting on the balcony, she drags for the first time. When the smoke reaches her lungs, she coughs. But she drags again and again… until she gets a little used to the sensation and the quietness that dampens her nerves.
She tilts her head back, feeling pain in her neck cut. With the adrenaline levels low and her body
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... For everyone who followed this far. Well… it's finally over. I don't really know how to feel. I'm happy and, at the same time, sad. I already miss Giovanni and Eleonor. It was my first book this big… and I really tried, I did my best to make it perfect, to make the ending satisfying. And looking back on those 240k+ words, those chapters, those four months of writing… It was all worth it, and I know I'll miss it. At least, I'm happy to have given a good ending to this couple that conquered me. And I hope they conquered you too. Giovanni and Eleonor almost created a life of their own. I left the script and let the flow go the way they would like, and I'm happy with the result. I hope that in the future, I can tell a little more about the stories of other remarkable characters. But this is about Eleonor and Giovanni, and the family they've created despite all the odds. And I like to want to thank you all very much. Each of you is precious to me, and I hope you enjoyed my book.
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