Breathe Duet Series by C.R. Jane, Ivy Fox

They say that true love only comes once in a lifetime.In my case, they were wrong.I gave my heart away three times.To the blue eyed sensitive soul, who read poetry when he thought no one was looking.To the green eyed jock, who made you laugh as hard as he made you cry.And to the dark eyed boy, whose dark heart only ever beat for me.They were my everything, until suddenly they weren’t.They asked me to choose, but they were asking the impossible... moreThey say that true love only comes once in a lifetime.In my case, they were wrong.I gave my heart away three times.To the blue eyed sensitive soul, who read poetry when he thought no one was looking.To the green eyed jock, who made you laugh as hard as he made you cry.And to the dark eyed boy, whose dark heart only ever beat for me.They were my everything, until suddenly they weren’t.They asked me to choose, but they were asking the impossible.Now it's my turn to ask for more than what they are willing to give.I only have three months left, and I just want to spend it with them.Will they accept my offer, or will four hearts live the remaining days of their lives in regret of what could have been?The letters have been sent.All that remains is for me to wait.Wait to see if their hearts are still mine.Because for as long as mine beats, it will always belong to them. less

Valentina Rossi.She was our first and only love—our f*cking everything.She was also the one who tore us apart and crushed our hearts into a pulp. After all these years, we three are still desperately trying to fix the mess she made of us. Even if that meant pretending she was just a childish memory, pushed to the confinements of our mind, just so we could survive without her.But now she’s back.Demanding we give her what she stole from us to begin with; our very souls... moreValentina Rossi.She was our first and only love—our f*cking everything.She was also the one who tore us apart and crushed our hearts into a pulp. After all these years, we three are still desperately trying to fix the mess she made of us. Even if that meant pretending she was just a childish memory, pushed to the confinements of our mind, just so we could survive without her.But now she’s back.Demanding we give her what she stole from us to begin with; our very souls.But behind her tempting proposal, there is an underlying despair.We all feel it. We can even taste the bitter melancholy with each kiss we steal from her.Valentina ripped our hearts out when we were still too dumb and stupid to know any better.Now I fear if we give in to her again, there will be no coming back from the heartbreak that awaits all of us.She will end up killing what’s left of us, with every last breath she takes.And I’m not sure any of us can stop it. less