Within 365 Days
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Last published Fri, Aug 8, 2025
Natasha Levine never thought much about love outside the pages of her books. A self-proclaimed hopeless romantic, she buried her feelings under piles of schoolwork, choosing to study rather than be swept away by what she called distractions. But everything changed the moment she dreamt of him.
He was a boy with the kindest eyes and a sorrowful smile. In their first meeting, he was younger, fragile, and close to giving up - until Natasha promised she'd come for him. The only problem was that she didn't remember ever saying those words. To her, he was just a character from a book gifted by her best friend. A fictional boy from her imagination.
But the dreams kept coming. It was vivid and gentle. She called him "the boy of her dreams," and every night she found herself wanting to meet him again. Even stranger were the things he left behind - tiny reminders that somehow lingered when she woke. Whether it be a note or a promise, they never fail to stick with her.
Was he someone she made up, or someone she had forgotten?
In the blur between dreams and waking life, Natasha searches for answers, unsure of what she'll find - but certain that something has changed, something impossible.
And whatever it is, it all began within three hundred and sixty five days.
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