Soulmate

A lie-such a small word, packed with weight. The dictionary calls it "an intentionally false statement." But was that really what Talia Cross spoke in the cold, cruel stillness of that morning? Or was it something else- A desperate spark of defiance to save a boy's life.
Dante Vale: a prince born of shadows. Talia Cross: a girl caught between truth and illusion, good and uncertain, light and identity.
Dante and Talia were polar opposites. He was chaos wrapped in charisma. She was calm, wrapped in questions.
And yet... Don't they say opposites attract?
Talia was just fifteen-still on the edge of who she was becoming. Dante was eighteen-already walking the blurred line between boy and legend.
She had seen him around campus: a shadow gliding through the halls, always half-smiling, always half-lost. Her school doubled as a sixth form, so their worlds were technically the same... but emotionally, galaxies apart.
Consider this your warning-this tale isn't for the faint-hearted. It's steeped in betrayal and aching sorrow, and love... that beautiful, deceptive force that so often disguises dishonesty beneath its embrace.