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The Sound of Your Love

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Lisez le roman The Sound of Your Love écrit par l'auteur Cherryblossomm publié sur WebNovel. They say things happen for a reason. Is there really such a thing as soulmates, 2 people fated to be together? Or was it all just simply coincidental, and Kaname was just at the right place at the wro...

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They say things happen for a reason. Is there really such a thing as soulmates, 2 people fated to be together? Or was it all just simply coincidental, and Kaname was just at the right place at the wrong time? When a 15 year old saves someone from a tragic car accident, how do you think they handle it? Not well, is the answer, and so much so that he ends up getting admitted into a Rehab facility. 3 years later, Kaname Takahashi re-enters society with a second chance at life, but still with the memory of that night haunting his dreams. After finding a familiar face of the girl he saved, all those years ago on the first day of school, all he can think about is somehow making things right, if she is that girl from the crash. Why does Kaname feel he needs to repent? Will him getting closer with this girl help him to heal or will their reunion only cause more tragedy? Maybe, there’s more meaning to the term “soulmates” than people come to realize.

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