The thing about fate is that it never asks for permission—it just drags you along, whether you're ready or not. And honestly? Elizabeth Gilmore-Danes was never ready for any of it. Not for Chilton. Not for Tristan Dugray. And definitely not for the way everything would change for her.
At first, Chilton was just another school, another place where she had to prove myself. Elizabeth was used to that. She could handle the rigorous classes, the endless studying, the pressure to be perfect... until she couldn't anymore. But what she definitely wasn't prepared for was for him to enter her life.
Tristan Dugray walked into her world with a stupid smirk and impossibly blue eyes, and from the very first second, she knew he was trouble. The kind of trouble that makes your heart race, makes your stomach fill with butterflies and your hands shake, the kind you know you should run from but never do because you don’t want to lose the feeling.
But this isn't just a love story. Not a simple one, at least. Because when fate decided to push her into his world, it had something else in store for her—something much bigger, much crueler.
The first time she noticed something was wrong, she ignored it. The second time, Elizabeth pretended it would go away. But by the third time, she knew—knew that no amount of stubbornness or sheer willpower would change what was happening to her.
And that's where this story really begins.
Prologue to my Tristan Dugray fanfic because updates haven’t been as many as they used to be <3 (I watched oth today so maybe that’s why I’m feeling a bit motivated…)
