She was lost, adrift in a storm of her own making. Chaos clung to her like a second skin, and the spark that once lit her soul flickered in silence. She was never truly okay. Yet still-she smiled. She laughed. She gave her light to others, even while her own world dimmed. Ironic, isn't it? But that was who she was, and who she had always been. She believed no one could ever see the world the way she did-feel it the way she felt it. No one could hold her with the care she longed for, or love her with the depth she freely gave. She poured herself into others, hoping someone might one day do the same for her. And then, without warning, someone did. An unexpected soul entered her life, becoming everything she had quietly prayed for. For the first time, she was allowed to simply exist... while someone else did the work of holding on. The love she once only dreamed of now stood before her-real, tender, true. But now, with her heart on the line and destiny whispering at the edges, one question remains: Will this love be written in the stars... or is it time to close the book and start again?