Weary. Beaten. Unshaken. https://www.instagram.com/p/DGtutgSg6a7/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link
The finish line is within sight.
The end is upon us.
Excitement meets Nerves.
Butterflies flying in formation.
Book 4, coming this Summer.
What binds us?
Yours faithfully,
Author.
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