Yesterday, I wrote the final words of my new romance novel.
Three months for the first draft. Three months living with them in my head, building their silences, their wounds, their way of loving. Three months of doubting too, often. Wondering if I would finish it, if I was legitimate, if this story deserved to exist.
And then, as always, there were your messages, your words, your readings, your silent presence sometimes. And that was enough to keep going.
So yesterday, I didn't really write an end. I wrote "to be continued."
For the first time, it won't be a one-shot, but a duology in the Soulmate collection. And I'm both very scared and very excited to take you there.
Thank you for being here, truly. 🤍
Tell me: do you like multi-volume stories or do you prefer one-shots?
Yesterday, I wrote the end of my new romance novel.
