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Almost Lover – (Chapter: Chapter One: Ex Lover is Dead)
MAKE SURE YOU READ THE PROLOGU
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Title: Almost Lover
Author: Valentine Nolan
Authors Note: This one I hope to put time and effort into it. I also hope to be patient while writing it and not rush through it to just get to the good parts. I am a college student now with a lot of free time, so I hope I use it to develop my writing abilities. I am experiencing some tough times healing mentally and it will be reflected in certain ways throughout this fic. I hope it will be capturing and keep you reading.
I am trying something new, getting inspiration from several songs for this one. The title is taken from the song ‘Almost Lover’ by The Fine Frenzy, but you will see other inspirations in here. I will create playlists as I write.
Disclaimer: I do not own SoN characters. All disclaimers go to Tom Lynch and The-N. Though, original characters are mine.
Rating: R for the moment. Most likely there will be some NC17.
Summary: “And when you left, you kissed my lips. You told me you would never forget, never forget these images. No, well, I’d never want to see you unhappy. I thought you’d want the same for me…”
Beta/Cool person: Thank you to my wonderful beta Alexis D! And thanks to Karen for helping me develop my thought!
Almost Lover.
[b]Part One
Chapter One: Ex Lover is Dead
It’s nothing but time and a face that you lose…
She had only been free from the confines of the hospital for exactly fifty three hours to the T. The freedom was scratching at her brain and giving her a massive headache. The dripping rain from the clouds above wasn’t helping her at all. She never realized why they let her out of the hospital. Of course, she was probably able to take care of herself, pay her rent, but to be completely honest she took silent comfort in between white, clean walls and rooms with group therapies. Her secrets had been splattered all over the walls and left invisible residue from the intensity of its power. Those bleach clean walls of the hospital displayed many collages of her struggles and defeats.
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I’m absolutely addicted to your writing. It’s so precise and clear, I love it. Are you a writing major? And btw I’m loving this story.
love your writing style & both of your stories