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By Kristin Hannah

"Kristin Hannah is a wonderful storyteller."
--Kathe Robin
Romantic Times
Award-winning writer Kristin Hannah creates her such a lot spellbinding and compelling novel yet...a passionate story of obsession, redemption, and the magic of precise love.
She does not be mindful who she is or how she got here to the mansion at the remoted Maine coast. misplaced in a wierd international choked with even stranger faces, Selena reveals convenience in a guy whose eyes mirror her personal aloneness.
He is Ian Carrick, an excellent medical professional grew to become recluse, hiding from existence within the anonymity of this small sanctuary, haunted by way of a telepathic present that has destroyed his wish to heal.
Selena involves him, the single individual he is ever met who's resistant to his psychic powers. A captivating blameless, she turns his existence the other way up, bringing gentle into the darkness and laughter into the silence. For her, he starts off to think in lifestyles back, to think in himself. after which a mysterious determine from the previous arrives, threatening to smash their wonderful love and the fable international they've got created together....

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