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Kate BeckettThe webs we weave are often the most damaging to ourselves. The love we want can blossom in places we know we won’t find it. Trying to save a man who couldn't be was my demise. I wanted a man who was untouchable, all while an unloved man was dying to have me. Little did I know I was right there beside him, wanting him too without realizing it.But I had to find my salvation and finally let go of what killed the woman I used to be.Nick AmersonShe lived in a world all her own—lost, broken, and alone. But she was never alone when I was there, waiting. She healed and broke over and over again.And every ounce of me craved for her to see me there. I ached to touch her. To please her. To love her with unfathomable passion.But I couldn't do that until she found her salvation on her own. And in my eyes, that salvation was me.