Her Long Wait is the third romance novel in the Her Long Goodbye series. For the first time in the series we get to hear from Dan. Below is a sneak peak of one of the letters Zara and Anna find. To read the full letter you'll need to get your hands on Her Long Wait, which was released in 2016. To know who Dan wrote this letter to get your copy of Her Long Goodbye today.
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If you are sitting listening to my voice right now then I got some courage from somewhere (maybe from Elliot) to share this with you myself. If you find yourself reading these words by yourself I am sorry. I have so much to be sorry for. Mostly it evolves around being sorry for being such a coward. I never knew what true love looked and felt like until I met you and the power of that love scared me. It still scares me especially as I embark on asking you to be my wife. But hopefully you read this after I have asked you that question and you’ve said yes.
I think I loved you from the first moment I saw you in Café di Londra, when you turned around to ask me about the origins of my tattered t-shirt that I had almost swapped for a shirt that morning. From that day until we met again I would often find myself staring out the Tube window thinking of you, wondering what you were doing and wondering what the details of your life were. I was scared of so much, but mostly scared of having no control over losing you. Somehow I made myself believe that it was easier to lose you because of my own decision, even though I loved you, than lose you because of some other reason. What other reason that might have been I actually don’t know. I see now how foolish that was. When I heard you and Zara talking in my bathroom (you know that time you pretended to go to the toilet and took like 15 minutes!) I realised how much you cared and it scared me because it made me realise how much I adored you...
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If you are sitting listening to my voice right now then I got some courage from somewhere (maybe from Elliot) to share this with you myself. If you find yourself reading these words by yourself I am sorry. I have so much to be sorry for. Mostly it evolves around being sorry for being such a coward. I never knew what true love looked and felt like until I met you and the power of that love scared me. It still scares me especially as I embark on asking you to be my wife. But hopefully you read this after I have asked you that question and you’ve said yes.
I think I loved you from the first moment I saw you in Café di Londra, when you turned around to ask me about the origins of my tattered t-shirt that I had almost swapped for a shirt that morning. From that day until we met again I would often find myself staring out the Tube window thinking of you, wondering what you were doing and wondering what the details of your life were. I was scared of so much, but mostly scared of having no control over losing you. Somehow I made myself believe that it was easier to lose you because of my own decision, even though I loved you, than lose you because of some other reason. What other reason that might have been I actually don’t know. I see now how foolish that was. When I heard you and Zara talking in my bathroom (you know that time you pretended to go to the toilet and took like 15 minutes!) I realised how much you cared and it scared me because it made me realise how much I adored you...