In an extraordinary world where everyone has a unique connection that brings them closer to their soulmate, is everything quite as magical as we believe?
Or
In an extraordinary world where everyone has a unique connection that brings them closer to their soulmate, will a broken leg bring Corbyn closer to his?
Disclaimer: This story contains topics that may be triggering such as, depression, attempted suicide, self-harm, and other sensitive topics. If any of these topics may trigger you please don't read or be careful reading. If you find anything in this book offensive or inaccurate please inform me quickly. I do not wish to harm or offend any readers. Please stay safe reading!
P.S I wrote this two years ago and decided to finish and post it for old times sake. I no longer write in 1st pov and I deeply hate my writing skill shown in this story, however, it was iconic so... here it is!
Also I only proofread the first chapter-
"He broke my heart in half, and left me with nothing. How do I know you're not like him?"
"I'm not. I promise."
"That's exactly what he said. And he broke me."
"Have a little faith, would you? Take a chance on me."
"Chances are risks with a mask. Both are just as dangerous. I...I can't get hurt like that again, Jonah."
"You won't. Because I swear to you, I'm nothing like him. I promise."
Started: February 14, 2019
Ended: August 26, 2020
Cover by Lovely_Little_Thing