It was never meant to be personal. Just a notebook for planning days, keeping track of routines, and making life feel organised, however... Somewhere between crossed-out lists and unfinished sentences, Sophia starts appearing where she doesn't belong. Late nights blur into early mornings, honesty slips out too easily, and feelings refuse to stay contained in the margins. Told through quiet moments and forced truths, Lines We Left Unfinished is a slow-burn story about noticing someone slowly, loving them accidentally, and realising some things were written long before they were ever said out loud.

Audrey Leila Warner has always been good at pretending, pretending she's fine, pretending she's in control, pretending her mind isn't a maze of secrets she can't remember. Everyone thinks she's cold, two-faced, impossible to understand. Maybe they're right. Kiyoshi Kishimoto has known her since childhood, but the girl he remembers is gone-buried under sharp smiles and walls built too high to climb. He shouldn't care. He shouldn't try. But when it comes to Audrey, "shouldn't" has never stopped him. He's sunshine to her storm. She's chaos to his calm. And somehow, they fit-until the cracks in Audrey's perfect mask start to split wide open, revealing something far more dangerous than heartbreak. Because the truth isn't just about who she is now. It's about who she's been before. And if she remembers, it might destroy them both