Years after the war tears them apart, Y/N is raising her three-year-old son alone, still haunted by the boy she once loved and lost — Mattheo Riddle. Everyone said he was gone for good. Then, in the middle of Diagon Alley, she bumps into a stranger on a motorbike. When he removes his helmet, she’s faced with the eyes she never stopped loving… and a past that never truly ended.
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