When All The Stars Collide

Prologue

'To miss Abigail Estelle Quinn' it said on the envelope. It was written in the boyish handwriting she knew all too well. She used a small kitchen knife to open it. Inside, she found a long letter. 'Dear Abby,' it started.

Abigail heard her mothers heels tap on the marble floor in the hallway. She folded the letter in half and put it back in the envelope. It would have to wait till after dinner.

She barely managed to eat half her plate before shoving it to the side. With a quick "I'm not feeling so well." she excused herself and walked to her room.

As she grabbed the slightly crumpled letter from her pocket, Abby sat down on her bed. The whole room seemed to spin around. She tried to breathe, but he had become her oxygen and now all that was left was the sadness and regret filling her lungs, leaving her gasping for air. She recalled the image of his empty room. The vase of sunflowers had still been on his desk, though the once beautiful, bright yellow flowers had dried out. Abigail hadn't prayed ever since she had desperately called his name, only to be met with the echo of her own voice, but now a soft whisper left her lips. "Please God, let them be save." She blew out a sight and folded open the cream colored piece of paper.

Dear Abby,

She pulled her knees closer to her body as if to make herself as small as she possibly could.

I'd like to believe I'd do all this differently if I could change it, but I know I wouldn't. I wouldn't, for we are stars, whose collision would result in something breathtakingly beautiful, but eventually, we'd fade away, and with us our light. The night sky would remain pitch black, all the brightness sucked away by my past. ...

She read the remaining of the words, written in blue ink by the hand that had once held hers with tenderness, despite the rough scars the accident had left. Her lower lip started trembling, a single bitter tear left her eye as she clutched the letter to her chest. Abigail slowly rocked back and forth. The last words he had written were still running through her head. She thought of his face, but most of all, his beautiful mind. Abby desperately wanted to say the three words back to him. With a shaking voice she spoke.

All she got in return was the deafening sound of silence. 

*Author's note*

Hey! First of all, thank you so much for reading this book. It's my first, but I hope you like it nonetheless. Before reading you should know this first chapter is a prologue that takes place after this book. The next chapter will be the beginning of the story. I hope you'll enjoy reading!