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  1. COVER PAGE
  2. DEDICATION
  3. AUGUST, ONCE
  4. 1 TUESDAY, APRIL
  5. 2 WEDNESDAY, APRIL
  6. 3 SATURDAY, APRIL
  7. 4 SUNDAY, APRIL
  8. 5 TUESDAY, APRIL
  9. 6 THURSDAY, APRIL
  10. 7 MONDAY, APRIL
  11. JULY, ONCE
  12. 8 TUESDAY, MAY
  13. 9 FRIDAY, MAY
  14. 10 SATURDAY, MAY
  15. 11 TUESDAY, MAY
  16. 12 THURSDAY, MAY
  17. 13 TUESDAY, MAY
  18. AUGUST, ONCE
  19. 14 MONDAY, JUNE
  20. 15 TUESDAY, JUNE
  21. 16 WEDNESDAY, JUNE
  22. 17 THURSDAY, JUNE
  23. 18 TUESDAY, JUNE
  24. 19 THURSDAY, JUNE
  25. AUGUST, ONCE
  26. 20 TUESDAY, JULY
  27. 21 WEDNESDAY, JULY
  28. 22 TUESDAY, JULY
  29. AUGUST, ONCE
  30. 23 THURSDAY, AUGUST
  31. AUGUST, ONCE
  32. 24 TUESDAY, AUGUST
  33. 25 WEDNESDAY, AUGUST
  34. 26 THURSDAY, AUGUST
  35. AUGUST, ONCE
  36. 27 AUGUST, NOW
  37. 28 WEDNESDAY, AUGUST
  38. 29 THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER
  39. 30 SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER
  40. 31 THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER
  41. 32 THURSDAY, OCTOBER
  42. 33 TUESDAY, OCTOBER
  43. MARCH, ONCE
  44. 34 WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER
  45. 35 MONDAY, NOVEMBER
  46. 36 WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER
  47. 37 THURSDAY, NOVEMBER
  48. EPILOGUE
  49. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

And I leaned in until my lips touched his, barely touched. Then touched again. He took another breath and I could feel it and I kissed him again, and then again and again. My heart was pounding and the blood was rushing through my veins but I wasn’t scared. I wasn’t scared and I wasn’t safe. I was completely and undeniably and impossibly alive.

EPILOGUE

EPILOGUE

Dear Lina,

I thought the point of a destination wedding was that you didn’t need to go on a honeymoon. I miss you.

I got Rachel’s job, as if there was any doubt. I start Wednesday. You two will have to come in for dinner and see me be in charge. I’ll smuggle you a free cocktail.

Also, because I know you want to know. Yes, we are. Yes, I talked to Georgia about it and she thinks it’s okay. No, I don’t have any idea what I’m doing. And yes, it’s all your fault.

I just know, L. Like you said. I’m terrified but I know.

I hope you’re having an amazing time and doing lots of not talking.

Love you,

C xxx

PS Thank you. I don’t know how to say it enough. I never will. Thank you. I owe you.

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Dear Lina,

I’m so sorry. I’m sorry you’re going through this. I’m sorry I can’t be there. I’m just sorry in general. Life is a bitch. You don’t deserve this. Nobody does, but after everything, it is so fucking unfair. You, of all people, don’t deserve this. And I know you know this, I hope you do, but what you said on the phone this morning—you’re wrong. Matt loves you. He always will. He doesn’t blame you. He loves you so much. I can see it every time I look at you two. I can’t imagine how this feels but that is one thing I know.

And please don’t worry about me. Everything is so weird. I miss Sawyer’s. Tom’s at work all the time and I’m so scared he’s going to get sick and this apartment is so quiet. Everything is so quiet, but I’m okay. I promise.

I love you. Call me if you need me. Call me anyway.

Love you.

C xxx

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LINA!

I was about to start my shift when I got your message and I just started jumping up and down on the spot until Nic threatened to fire me. I’m so happy for you. So happy. Thank God. I’m so excited. I know it’s only a blur on a screen but it’s so beautiful. You’re going to make the best mum.