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Un legame nato ai margini della vita normale.
Dove i segreti diventano la chiave per comprendersi<\/p>\n
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La Verit\u00e0 delle Bugie<\/p>\n
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Abigail Walker ha ricostruito la sua vita a Shady Cove, una piccola citt\u00e0 incorniciata dai boschi dell’Oregon. La sua azienda, DyeDreams Yarn Co., specializzata in filati tinti a mano, \u00e8 una storia di successo che illumina la comunit\u00e0 e nasconde le ombre di un cuore ferito. Dietro la facciata di colori brillanti e giornate serene si cela un passato turbolento e una verit\u00e0 che Abigail ha provato a dimenticare.<\/p>\n
E ora, quel passato \u00e8 tornato, e ha un nome: Rey. Il suo arrivo sconvolge l’equilibrio precario della sua vita. I sentimenti mai del tutto sopiti riemergono con forza, si intrecciano in un nodo di passione, rimorsi e menzogne, e la verit\u00e0 si fa strada a fatica.<\/p>\n
In un mondo dove ognuno nasconde qualcosa – per amore, per sopravvivere, per proteggere – Abigail dovr\u00e0 decidere se rimanere prigioniera delle bugie o liberarsene per sempre, anche a costo di perdere ci\u00f2 che ha di pi\u00f9 caro.<\/p>\n
Questo romanzo era un work in progress su Wattpad, lo avevo iniziato diversi anni fa, per poi abbandonarlo, ma ho pensato di rimetterci le mani per dargli luce presto, settembre, massimo dicembre 2025. Non ho idea se lo pubblicher\u00f2 su qualche piattaforma o mi limiter\u00f2 a darne comunicazione e nel caso mi preoccuper\u00f2 di farlo stampare personalmente. Diciamo che l’idea di pubblicarlo e ricominciare con il disagio delle stelline ecco \u00e8 qualcosa che mi fa desistere dal finirlo. 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Editore:<\/b> Wattpad qualche capitolo e in futuro ebook e cartaceo, forse.
Collana:<\/b> Sara Tessa
Lingua:<\/b> Italiano<\/p>\nAltri romanzi<\/h2>\n