The Quite That Taught Me Everything

The Quite That Taught Me Everything

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Alexandra Ruina Andrada has always been misunderstood. With her sharp eyes and colder-than-snow silence, most people label her as masungit or maratay. But behind the unbothered façade is a girl with a heart softer than anyone dares to guess-a girl carrying scars no one ever stayed long enough to see. Then Michael Leanard Sanchez came. Quiet. Kind. Never the loudest in the room, but always the first to notice. Top of the class and a gifted singer, Michael was the boy who never needed words to understand pain. And somehow, he saw through Alexandra's walls-the ones even she didn't know she built. In a world full of noise and broken promises, Alexandra learns that healing doesn't always arrive in grand gestures. Sometimes, it comes in silence. In letters never sent. In hands that don't let go. In the boy who stayed-even when she tried to push him away. But just as she's learning to trust again, the past resurfaces. A name. A history. A wound she never fully stitched back. Can a heart that's been broken more than once truly love again? Can silence ever be louder than goodbye? In a world full of noise and misunderstanding, sometimes all it takes is one person who truly sees you.
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"You're this gorgeous, ballet-dancer-poet who knows the bartender at the sexy underground club where you take this girl you just rescued from a slimeball at the bus station." She stunned herself with this revelation as she paced back and forth. "This can't be real. You can't be real. Are you secretly a prince too? Or maybe just a wealthy CEO of a big corporation?" "Did you say gorgeous?" he smirked. His charm was so disarming, but she couldn't let him in. She had too much to lose, too much to do. She couldn't let a boy get in the way of her promise to her mother. She mashed her palms into her eyes then looked at him to confirm he wasn't a mirage. He was still there. "Either you're a bad cliché or too good to be true. Neither one is what I need right now." She backed off further, "I've gotta go." He stepped towards her and she retreated more. "Don't," she said as turmoil swirled in her mind. "Clichés aren't all bad," he pleaded. NEON AFTERLIFE Alex's mother died when she was 15 and her father checked-out, turning to drugs and alcohol, so the day Alex turns 18 she leaves home. She wants to follow in her mother's footsteps as a dancer in the Miami City Ballet. She expects to have to work hard to achieve her dreams, but she doesn't expect her dreams to change. That's what happens when she's refused admission to the Miami City Ballet Academy and meets Jason, a dancer at the academy and aspiring poet. He helps her find her way in a new city and a way to get in front of the decision makers at the Academy, until a life changing injury causes Alex to re-think her future and her relationships. Can she hold on to love when everything she knows about herself is changed? How can she become a professional dancer when she's in a wheelchair and the doctors say she'll never dance again?

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