What are norms? What are boundaries for? Is there a line between friendship with many forms? And if it wasn't meant to be crossed, what is it for? Zeanne and Craige's friendship grew from secrets they unintentionally shared, blossoming into a cherished camaraderie tinged with hues of affection. Yet, the past haunts them like a thief in the night, and it's not enough for only one to stand and fight. It's a war with many losing battles, needing to be fought with all or nothing. Can she free herself from the past someday? Can he continue fighting without letting go? For if they fold their cards and never play, The World Will Never Know... *** Join us on Discord: https://discord.gg/NUthMFb6Ae #NeverLettingGo #PinkiePromise *** This is a work of fiction. The characters, places, events, and incidents portrayed in this book are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
"What do you mean?" He frowned at the book that I was holding.
"This book is saying that I gave up my life for a human. Haha! For a mere human, I gave up on my immortality? What a load of crap." I tossed the book on the bed with a giggle. "Your story about me being mistaken about my identity is a lot more believable."
I would not put it past a human mind to be able to create an illusion for themselves about being someone else to a point that they can even fool their own minds.
"It's not a story, Zee. It's a fact." He tucked a lock of hair from my face behind my ear. The gesture looked so natural and I didn't flinch away from him which meant that this body was accustomed to this kind of behavior. "And the sooner you snap out of this trance the better."
I smiled at him when a thought hit me. "Tell me, are you this person's lover?"
"This person?"
I scratched the back of my neck in frustration. "I meant me. Are you my lover?"