DEAR ARABELLA — CHAPTER THREE — PAST

PAST — ELIAS The scent of old books prickled my nose as I strode across the library, straight to the decanter. I looked around, my gaze bouncing from shelves to shelves as I poured the scotch in three glasses. I caught sight of dust shimmering in the sunlight and made...

DEAR ARABELLA — CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER TWO — ELIAS Moving to a new place was never easy. In fact, it was downright exhausting. But at the end of the day, it was exactly what I needed. I always grew more unsettled the longer I stayed in one place. Maybe this was part of me running away from the...
DEAR ARABELLA  — CHAPTER ONE

DEAR ARABELLA — CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER ONE – ARABELLA  I can’t breathe. Icy water filled my lungs and my head pounded, the pain excruciating – before my body succumbed to the pressure. I can’t breathe. The waves raged above me as I was dragged deeper into the depth of the sea. I remembered...

DEAR ARABELLA — PROLOGUE

Dear Arabella, Do you think this is weird? I mean, who handwrites letters nowadays? And stupidly enough, I don’t know where to begin. For your kind information (because I know you’re a curious little thing), I’ve started this letter exactly eleven times.  Eleven times...

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