Sterre is vir ewig | Romance & Sagas
It all began with a burst water pipe while her new neighbour was gardening and Erin was colouring her hair. Her bleached hair was as disastrous as her first encounter with Francois. The white-blonde hair she could accept, but the effect his eyes had on her heart – that was much harder to get used to.
She just knows he’s a don juan, knows she needs to cut him out of her life, but the heart wants what the heart wants – even when Erin’s little sister announces that Francois is her Mr Right. Love isn’t a pair of shoes you can kick off when things get uncomfortable, Erin finds . . .