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“I know it’s hard for you to allow yourself to feel this. You've gone so long training yourself to block the feelings and emotions out any time someone touches you.”

Quote by Colleen Hoover

Work

Hopeless is a poignant narrative that delves into the complexities of human emotions, focusing on the struggles of its characters as they navigate through life's challenges. more

Author

Colleen Hoover is an American contemporary author known for her emotionally rich novels. Her works often explore themes of love, family, and self-discovery, and have gained a large following among readers. more

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