Hey, friends! So let me start by saying this is the first story I've ever fully completed, and I want to thank every individual who has contributed to making it into what it is. Comments, votes, and just reads in general are highly appreciated.
This story was kind of a side project - something I didn't want to take too long. It didn't take very long at all, and I'm happy with the way it turned out in the short amount of time it was being written.
I do understand it was more on the depressing side, so I've decided to make it up to you all by making a prequel called "Who You Were," and I've actually started it already. "Who You Were" will be on the rather happier side, but there will be a limited amount of angst. I think it'll relieve you guys a bit.
I have been considering writing a sequel as well when I finish the prequel, but I'm not sure if I'm open to the idea yet. I do know what I'd make it about, but I thought it might be a little boring since Frank wouldn't be in it. Leave comments and tell me what you think if you'd like.
This, overall, has been one of my favorite things to write. I really enjoyed it, in fact I sometimes would pull all-nighters just to get a few chapters done. Despite the little amount of time this was written in, there was tons of effort put into it.
I'd also like to thank my friends who would always be practically falling off their seats when I told them I'd published a new chapter. Kelsey, Layla - this means you two.
There are also plenty of other readers I noticed, and I'd like to thank all of you as well.
It's been amazing to be able to write this and complete it, and if I could drag it on forever, I would. But, like Frank's, all stories must come to an end.
You decide what happens next. It's your story now.
-Bella
