1 | Prologue

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Kassia

The night Finn Rose died, I died too. The only difference was that I kept breathing.

I was healthy and living, but that's the thing I wasn't living, I was surviving.

I was broken, fractured. No longer the girl who smiled at the little things nor the girl who believed in destiny, because if this was my destiny I wanted to tear it up rather than live in this world without him, without my brother.

It's funny how now I'll have to remember you for longer than I've known you.

And it's funny how you'll never know how far I fell for your best friend.

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