The first thing Dove learned about pain was how to hide it. It was a lesson taught in bruises that bloomed under harsh lights and broken bones wrapped in glittering ribbons. The circus was both a prison and a stage, the centre ring echoing with applause as she swung effortlessly between heaven and hell. She was their aerial angel-every spin, every somersault, an illusion of freedom. But freedom wasn't in the applause. It was in the way she imagined vanishing into the night, slipping the chains of the trapeze, and falling somewhere no one could reach her. And one day, that fall came.

Being the son of an undertaker, Enoch O'Connor had never been like the other boys growing up in East London at the turn of the century. But he hadn't known exactly how different he really was. Now it's time for his story to be told.

When Enoch was 16 he had a girlfriend who he got pregnant. They had a daughter named Elieanna​. His girlfriend died in childbirth. Miss Peregrine took him in when he was 18. He hasn't seen his daughter again. Not until now... (Movie verse)

《[...]"What's wrong? Did you see something?", asked Enoch, concerned. I nodded energetically and pointed at the small spots of yellow on the ground. He raised an eyebrow questioningly and I responded, "Those are the same flowers from my vision, Enoch. I don't know how, but it's happening. It's happening now. We have to find Victor."》 (part i set pre-mphfpc / part ii set mid-mphfpc) previously titled 'soulmates';