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Rekindled Hearts: A Billionaire Love Story

Chapter 4 Off to Where it All Begin

Word Count: 1041    |    Released on: 02/02/2025

ll find love in Bayrow! Maybe that's where all the g

volved in. When I first moved to the city with a broken heart, I had tried to get out there and to find someone new, but it quickly became clear that I was

t would know my name soon enough. It was a fishing village where most people were born and didn't leave. Maybe that

so I stood up sharply and made my way to the bathroom, hoping to be able

allowed the façade to slide just a little bit. He was the only one who knew the tr

e place where I thought I would never end up again, I had to tell him. Frank was an amazing and understanding man, so I knew he would be

e asked with concern in his eyes. "I just wan

alone to say goodbye to him, even if it did mean that I would ha

's desk, like I had done a million times bef

wanted to see deep into my soul to work out what the hell was going on with me. Well, he would

e information for me soon." I sighed sadly, allowing my head to fall a little bit. "But I'm sure it'll all be f

"Okay, just know that I'm always here for you if you want to talk

s great and lovely of you to say." I didn't know how much of it was the truth, but it was nice to hear all the same. It mad

between my legs. At least now things were different. I was successful, stronger

he could have been anywhere else in the damn world. I just had to hope that he was becaus

home town?" Frank asked curiously.

t comfortable having, but I also didn't want to blow Frank off, either, not when he was bei

are better le

to push that aside for now for my mother's sake. Some things were more

y life was over. Now I knew I could tackle it. Sure, it was going to be a little diffic

," I smiled at him. "Or... Well,

The time had come to leave my colleagues behind and to bid farewell to my offic

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