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No era parte del plan. Nada de esto lo era. Porque a veces la vida no pregunta, solo sucede. Y de repente estás ahí, sintiendo cosas que no sabes nombrar, pensando en alguien que no esperabas, perdiéndote en una historia que nunca escribiste... pero que ya es tuya. Hay miradas que desarman. Palabras que se quedan. Y momentos tan breves que parecen inventados... pero te cambian para siempre. Esto no es solo una historia de dos personas. Es lo que pasa cuando el corazón decide hablar más fuerte que el ruido del mundo. "A veces hay personas por las que vale la pena derretirse"-Olaf

Malachi Barton and Freya Skye formed a close bond while filming zombies, but neither of them thought they would end up falling for each other. But there are some matters of the heart you just can't ignore...

Malachi had never believed in the idea of fate-not until the moment he first laid eyes on Freya. It wasn't anything dramatic. No slow-motion entrance. No perfectly timed background music. She was just there, quietly tucked into a corner of a bustling café, her attention fixed on a worn sketchbook and the lines she carefully traced across its pages. She didn't look around or try to be seen. She was completely content in her own little world-and that was exactly what made Malachi stop mid-step. There was something magnetic about her. The way she carried herself-calm, self-contained, almost unapproachable-wasn't from arrogance, but from an inner peace he couldn't quite understand. She wore headphones, one earbud in, the other draped over her shoulder like she couldn't decide if she wanted to be part of the world or escape from it entirely. To anyone else, she might have seemed like just another quiet girl minding her business. But to Malachi, she was an unanswered question he suddenly needed to solve. From that instant, it wasn't a matter of if he'd try to know her-it was how. Something in his gut told him this wasn't going to be easy. She didn't seem like the type to trust quickly. She had walls, and he could sense them. But something about her made him want to climb those walls, no matter how high they were. He hadn't even heard her voice yet. And still, Malachi knew: He needed to get close to her. He needed to know who she was. And he'd do whatever it took to make that happen.