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A funny, poignant love story for cynics who wouldn’t normally read a love story…

Sex. Yes. She remembered that. Wasn’t that the thing that happened somewhere between the talking-and-going-out-to-dinner bit and the sobbing-and-eating-too-many-biscuits bit?


Still, Bella was sure she could handle some, preferably before her as yet unopened packet of condoms reached their expiry date. She must be practically a virgin again by now, all sealed over like pierced ears if you didn’t wear earrings for too long.

But the ‘L’-word? Uh-uh. No way. She never wanted to hear it again. And, having changed her job, her flat, her town, her entire life, the one thing she wasn’t about to change was her mind…

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