Destiny Alders is a girl who loves expressing herself through writing in her journal. Ever since she was nine years old she loved to write down everything she couldn't say out loud. Her feelings, bad days, everything was written in her journals. It wasn't until the night before her thirteenth birthday when she wrote not because she wanted to, but because she felt a strong will to. Her very first journal entry that was not about herself. 

Sean Davis is a mysterious guy hoping to outrun a tragic event he blames himself for. Five years later, he finally decides that he can't heal in the same place things happened. Taking his father, and his two siblings with him, they move into Luna City where his grandmother lives, hoping for a fresh start. 

Things take a turn when Sean finds what caused his tragic event. 

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‼️TEASER‼️ 

He leaned on his car, relying on it for support. Whatever it was forcing its way back through his mind, he stopped fighting it. He allowed the tsunami of thoughts to flood throughout his mind as if it were punishment. Like he thought he deserved to be drowned in an endless loop of... regret? 

And then something out of this world happened. He met my gaze and in an instant, he was calm again. I could hear his heart rate slow down. There was no longer fear in his eyes, no inner battle in his head. He won the war, and he had used me as his lever. He took this second of peace and allowed his waves to steady. 

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TWO PERSPECTIVES 

Much credit to "Descriptionair" 

Join Destiny and Sean on an emotional roller coaster of love, uncovered secrets, heartbreak and intensity. 

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Fate Written

Right now? Did we have to do our book report right now? Right when everything was wrong in the world did she really expect us to go up there, and share our stupid analysis of some dumb book we spent almost zero time rehearsing? 


I look down as I fiddled with my fingers. This is the first time I'm seeing him after he stormed out of my room saying I was the last person he'd go anywhere with. I've spent the whole weekend resisting the urge to pick up my phone and give him a call. I spent one whole night awake until 4 a.m. trying to decide whether I should drive down to his house and make a face-to-face apology. 


The only thing is, I had no idea where to start. 


If I were to open up my mouth now, what would I even say? And that was the only thing keeping me from making any contact with him. 


34 - Loveboat, Taipei