vampqueen80
Maybe some stories aren't meant to be understood. Maybe they're just meant to be felt.
The day, like any other, when the world moved as it always had, and yet, for me, Stephanie everything was about to change.
It wasn't dramatic not in the way stories often make it seem. No stormy skies, no fated encounters. Just a quiet moment, a simple glance, and the feeling that, somehow, I was stepping into something I could never walk away from.
Joanne Szafoski.
The name itself felt like a whisper from a life I hadn't yet lived, like a secret waiting to be unraveled. And maybe, just maybe, some part of me already knew this was a story that would stay with me forever.