Like Bookends

"She was the most beautiful,
complicated thing
I'd ever seen.
A tangled mess
of silky string
And all I wanted of life,
was to sit down
cross-legged
and untie her knots"

-atticus

Arabella is a dream, capturing the hearts of those fortunate enough to be in her presence. She seemingly wears no façade, no pretense. Enchanting to all, yet enchanted by none.

Fearless and free-spirited, she's not afraid of taking leaps. Except when it comes to her heart.

He's semi-calculated: he knows exactly how he wants things to turn out but would never step on any toes to get there, always putting others' happiness before his own.

He prefers safety, well-being, and knowledge over youthful recklessness. That is, until he meets the girl who spins his world around with the twirl of her finger.

When fate pulls them together like gravity, they discover they're willing to take risks that leave them breathless. They can't help but feel they were carved of the same stone. Two halves made whole - leaning together like bookends. They hold blank scripts between them that are written by the night.

[ON HOLD]