Sine Qua Non

Sine Qua Non

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ˌsī-ni-ˌkwā-ˈnän noun : something that is absolutely needed Meet Yoo Jeongyeon, a successful Neurosurgeon who's been living the life. Although she can get anything she wants, she doesn't use it to her advantage. In contrary, Meet Hirai Momo, a Sous Chef that works for Mon ChouChou, a french restaurant owned, named, and operated by the Executive Chef, her boyfriend, Kim Heechul, once he inherited it from his father. Back in it's days, Mon ChouChou, previously named Retrouvailles, was booming. It had reservations all night and it was packed everytime it was open. Everything went downhill once Heechul decided to change some things, and by some things, most of the good things were removed. Since its descent, Heechul has been throwing all his stress on his Sous Chef. Giving Momo a hard time carrying the burden on her shoulders. Will things go back to the way it was or will it finally turn around when someone finally has the courage to speak up. Read on! And embark in their journey.
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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