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Drawn To You

Drawn To You

Season 1
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    Chapitres 13
WpMetadataReadEn cours d'écriture1 h 31 min
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., juil. 4, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Amour Prédestiné
Lycée / École secondaire
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Velaia Wilkson has always believed people are worth noticing. She sees the little things everyone else misses-the nervous habits, the quiet smiles, the stories hidden behind ordinary faces. Armed with a sketchbook, an endless supply of curiosity, and two best friends who never let life stay boring for long, she's perfectly content living one colorful day at a time. Then Kaizen moves in next door. Quiet. Reserved. Impossible to read. What starts as a simple school project slowly turns into conversations neither of them expected, where silence becomes comfortable and ordinary moments begin to mean a little more than they should. But senior year has a way of changing everything. New friendships form. Unexpected people enter the picture. Drama club brings its own surprises, family keeps life wonderfully chaotic, and the line between curiosity and something deeper becomes harder to ignore. Sometimes the people who change your life don't arrive with fireworks. Sometimes they simply show up... ...and stay.
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They say betrayal never comes from your enemies. I used to think that was just something people said to feel better about their broken hearts. Until mine shattered too. The night it happened, everything changed. I lost my best friend. I lost my boyfriend. But worst of all... I lost myself. It's funny how a single moment can split your life into before and after. Before, I was the girl who believed in love, in loyalty, in forever. After, I was the girl standing in the ruins of what used to be her world, gasping for air, screaming into the silence, wondering why. Why me? Why now? Why them? So, I ran. Packed what was left of me and left the pieces behind-what else could I do? I moved cities. Moved in with my cousin. I told myself I needed a break, a fresh start. I told myself I wasn't looking for anyone. I was here to rebuild, quietly, carefully. Just me and the pain that still lived under my skin. But then... I saw him. At the club. Dark suit. Brooding eyes. Hands in his pockets like the world bowed at his feet. He didn't just walk in; he owned the room. The kind of man who didn't need to speak to be heard. I didn't know his name. I didn't know his story. But I felt his eyes on me like a touch that burned. He was power. He was danger. He was everything I told myself to avoid. But as fate would have it, the man who never chased anyone... noticed the broken girl who stopped believing in love. And maybe-just maybe-he'd be the one to help me believe again. This is the story of how I broke... And how he found every shattered piece.

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