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P. E. KAVANAGH (Cont.) FRIENDS & LOVERS BOOK ONE: COLLECTING SECRETS BLURB EXCERPT A grieving heiress. A celebrity psychologist. A decade of friendship. Undone by one bold move. When Camille first met Jackson she was too young. Too innocent. Too traumatized. Friendship was less than what she wanted, but all she could handle. Ten years later and she‘s a different woman. Strong, successful, brave. At exactly the wrong moment, one bold move threat- ens everything. The safe harbor of Jackson‘s family. The unconditional commitment of his friendship. The collec- tion of secrets she never knew existed. Claims and confessions come hard and fast as Jack- son and Camille navigate all that has never been said. With each step they take, closer to the truth and each other, another layer of secrets is torn away. ***** Goodreads Review by Nickiann Holt: ―With beautifully written characters and a storyline that was an emotional journey, this is a book that should not be missed.‖ This was not the first time Camille had looked fool- ish, but it might have been the first time she didn‘t care. Unable to find her room key or hold back the torrent of tears, she plunked down onto the ugly hotel carpet in front of her door and sobbed, loud and hard. With noth- ing but the back of her hand to wipe away the tears and snot, the scene quickly escalated from tragic to gruesome. Heartbreak was no stranger. But this break-up was beyond humiliating. How dare he? She had given him everything and he claimed it wasn‘t enough. He‘d stood in the cold marble lobby and yelled at her. Accused her of cheating. In front of everyone. Humiliation mingled with anger and desperation, halt- ing any effort to pull herself together. They‘d flown across the country to attend this wedding, and now she‘d be con- spicuously dateless in a room full of happy couples. She tried to take a breath and choked on a new wave of tears. A soft crush of footsteps stopped in front of her, but Camille had no interest in lifting her head off her knees to look. 7