Different Star

Different Star

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Jasmine : Aku adalah makhluk terjahat sedunia. Bahkan lebih jahat dari pembunuh. Aku seperti dementor dalam cerita Harry Potter. Membinasakan jiwa tanpa membunuh pemiliknya. Aku memang sekarat tapi aku menyebabkan jiwamu lenyap. Kakak kembarku yang riang, lincah dan selalu tersenyum itu telah binasa, digantikan oleh kesinisan. Dan aku terpekur ketika sadar akulah penyebabnya. Rosalie : Ini bukan pertama kalinya aku tidak diinginkan, terbuang dan sia-sia. Seumur hidup aku sudah menyiapkan diriku untuk ini, namun kenapa rasa sakit itu tidak mau pergi? Tertatih-tatih untuk berdiri sendiri, namun kau hadir dan membuatku sadar selama ini usahaku hanya sia sia belaka. Dylan : Makhluk serapuh dan sebaik hati itu sudah sepantasnya bahagia, dan aku sudah berikrar untuk memberikan hidupku yang tidak berharga ini untuknya, sejak lama. Tanpa pernah menyangka aka nada sesuatu yang menggoyahkan tekadku.
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*EDITORS' CHOICE 2021*After falling for her senior year teacher, Louise learns a harsh lesson on what adulthood isn't. Louise has some trauma to unpack. Heartbreak's a bitch, and her first relationship had been anything but normal. Thinking herself mature for her age, her affair with Mr. Cain started swooningly well. Except things ended quite abruptly. It's a lot for a seventeen year old to handle. But who's really at fault for what happened? Who even is Mr. Cain, and what is he hiding? From the wreckage of her naivety and self-esteem, can Louise save her friendships and rebuild herself? Our love songs aren't telling the whole truth. How can this be? In this tale of vulnerability, adolescence and painful reckoning, the arrogance of youth demands a price. * "'You're what, Louise?' he asked. 'You're sorry? What am I supposed to do here? How can I turn this around? How can I tell you that everything you want and feel is reciprocated, when I have to go back to work and pretend none of it happened?' 'I don't know the answer!' I cried. 'Neither of us do.' I threw my hands up in defeat. He caught them before they could fall. 'But how do I go back to living without your words?' His voice became a whisper. He squeezed my fingers tightly, closing his eyes and bringing them to his chest. 'I need how you make me feel, Luiza. I need it to feel alive. I won't stay away. No one's made me feel this good before. And I can't stand myself for wanting what I want. What do I do?' I was a violin bow on the verge of splintering. Every inch of me pulsed with an ache that began from the marrow of my bones. Fate had brought us here. At this crossroads of ours, there were a hundred different choices to make. A thousand different lifetimes to choose from, stemming from and decided entirely by my next choice. And in the end, I chose incorrectly. I held his face between my hands, feeling the echoing pulse of his skin. I brought his face to mine. I kissed him."

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