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Book 2 of the ‘Edward in Love’ In Love Saga

It had been over five years since Ethan Jackson and Demyan Chernyshevsky-Coleman had broken up. Five years of avoiding family gatherings, awkward greetings and longing glances from across the room.

For both they had tried to move on. To forget their first true loves and try to make a name from themselves from their family’s glory. 

For Demyan who constantly had to live up to both his fathers’; Edward and Vasili, success he found it difficult to shake off his past when eyes were constantly on him. To forget the man he had once fallen so deeply in love with that it had consumed him for almost a decade but found it near to impossible. 

For Ethan who constantly worked hard to prove he belonged into a family whose name was a household brand, he often found himself drowning into the voices of those who believed he belonged nowhere near the successful family. His decisions had ruined his chances with the only boy he had ever loved and even though it was almost a decade later he found it difficult to forget. 
Now as the ex-couple face each other again, will their love prevail or will new love conquests stop them in their path? 

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Please beautiful readers read Book 1 and it’s side story, Edward in Love, to better understand Book 2 of the ‘In Love Saga’. Hope you Enjoy!

Ethan In Love

I was not sure how we got home but by some miracle we made it all to home without a scratch except for Pa and Dad who were still partying with the oldies. To our shock at a point they kicked us out and told us to go home for our bed time which was ridiculous since we had partied the night before well into the night.

The only people who were allowed to stay were Ethan, because he was a starboy now, Delunca and Olga since they had gotten married and now had a baby, Yekatarina and Zoya because they were older and married as well and Uncle Arsenio's children since they were also above thirty.

We decided it was best to head to bed because even though we would have partied if they had let us, we were too tired to even keep our heads up.

I knocked on my own bedroom door and peeked in as I found Malia busy brushing her in front of the 'makeup' table set up.

To Even Try