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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

Demyan and I sat in the living room as we ate the stew I had cooked for the both of us. The fire was lit and the crackling of the wood in the fireplace was the only sound that kept on pulling me out of my thoughts.

He had not said a word since he had come back in. In fact he looked drained and he mindlessly ate and enjoyed a cup of hot chocolate. There was a division between us and it made my heart ache. I had caused all of this because I was too much of a chicken to sit down with Demyan after Monaco and hear him out.

"I'm sorry about everything Demyan," I sighed once we both placed our empty bowls on the coffee table. He hugged his legs close to his chest as he stared at the fire. "I'm sorry for hurting you."

"I just don't trust you won't bail out on me again," he frowned and turned to look at me. "It seems you can't handle stress well. You shut down just as much as me and I don't think I will take it well next time."

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