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The Wind That Never Stops. romantic drama, #4

Par : Nash Ellery
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  • FormatePub
  • ISBN8231085828
  • EAN9798231085828
  • Date de parution12/06/2025
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  • ÉditeurWalzone Press

Résumé

What if your life belonged to someone else-and she believed she was you?A year has passed since Clara Lynn left behind the wind-battered house on the cliff. The sea is distant now, reduced to a hum in her dreams. But when a letter arrives-written in her own style, but by a stranger's hand-it draws her back to the coastline like a memory soaked in salt and regret. The words speak of a life she cannot recall.
A mirror that shows a different face. A home that no longer opens its doors to her. Someone is living in her house. She claims to be Clara Lynn. And the lighthouse that once stood as a beacon in the mist? It's gone-or maybe it never was. As fog settles over the familiar cliffs, Clara finds herself slipping through liminal spaces-between past and present, self and reflection, love remembered and love reimagined.
The boundaries between truth and delusion shift like tides, each wave exposing a different version of her story. And somewhere in the layers of silence, a choice waits-the one that split her world in two. In a landscape where nostalgia can lie and intuition is the only compass, Clara must navigate a reality shaped by yearning, dread, and the possibility of second chances. But to reclaim her life, she may have to let go of everything she believes about who she is.
A story of intimacy, displacement, and the haunting echo of what might have been, The Wind That Never Stops is a lyrical psychological drama where the heart leads deeper than memory, and the wind never stops because some things never settle.
What if your life belonged to someone else-and she believed she was you?A year has passed since Clara Lynn left behind the wind-battered house on the cliff. The sea is distant now, reduced to a hum in her dreams. But when a letter arrives-written in her own style, but by a stranger's hand-it draws her back to the coastline like a memory soaked in salt and regret. The words speak of a life she cannot recall.
A mirror that shows a different face. A home that no longer opens its doors to her. Someone is living in her house. She claims to be Clara Lynn. And the lighthouse that once stood as a beacon in the mist? It's gone-or maybe it never was. As fog settles over the familiar cliffs, Clara finds herself slipping through liminal spaces-between past and present, self and reflection, love remembered and love reimagined.
The boundaries between truth and delusion shift like tides, each wave exposing a different version of her story. And somewhere in the layers of silence, a choice waits-the one that split her world in two. In a landscape where nostalgia can lie and intuition is the only compass, Clara must navigate a reality shaped by yearning, dread, and the possibility of second chances. But to reclaim her life, she may have to let go of everything she believes about who she is.
A story of intimacy, displacement, and the haunting echo of what might have been, The Wind That Never Stops is a lyrical psychological drama where the heart leads deeper than memory, and the wind never stops because some things never settle.