The Best Man
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I didn’t know her name, but I heard her laugh, tasted her lips, and felt her warm skin as I held her in my arms. Together, we watched our young children playing in the sand, the warm ocean lapping at the shore behind them as the setting sun painted the sky. She was my soulmate, and this was our life, our beautiful forever…Then I woke up―alone in a hospital room, connected to wires and machines.There was no wife, no kids, not a single soul waiting for me. That life I dreamt of―it never existed.The woman I loved, the woman I knew better than I knew myself―she wasn’t real.But then she walked into my life six months later…only the woman of my dreams was the one woman I could never have.
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Winter Renshaw
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Savannah Peachwood
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Rock Engle
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