Throughthewordsiwrote Stories

For Fae, writing has always been her refuge. Her safe place to pour out every joy, heartbreak, thrill, and even fleeting feeling was captured in ink and lines. But what happens when writing becomes her only way to feel things clearly? When every moment in her real life starts to feel like a scene she needs to fix, change, or rewrite even the ones that already happened? And what if those stories begin to change how she sees the people around her, like Cayvhin? He was supposed to be just a friend. A constant. Someone she promised herself she'd never see in a different way. But somewhere between reality and the pages she keeps filling, something starts to shift. Not in the world everyone else could see, but in the one she secretly lived in. Written line by line, with feelings too loud to silence... echoing through the words she wrote.