"And I wish I could have loved him less. Or better yet, not at all."

19 year old Adalanna Callister, bold, beautiful and brainy, is all set for her term in St. Stephen's University of Liverpool. 
And the first day in her new college itself, seals her fate for a rollercoaster year ahead. 

Through galas, bonfires and games, Alanna is pulled in deeper and deeper to the only feeling she had been wanting to avoid, the half of which she fears and the rest, fails to understand. 

Ripped apart between two friends, one a raging fire, other a deep ocean, Alanna grapples with her affections, all the while redeeming her own self from a tainted past. 

One, the kind you keep. Stability. Who would never break her heart. 

And the other, the kind you love. Danger. Without whom, there'd be no heart to break in the first place. 

Amidst love, friendship, music and betrayal, she has to make a choice, between the solace of a right love and the passion of a great love.  

This year, ask yourself- 
Love, the quicksand of raging passions- 
eternal bliss or inevitable doom? 

At the very least, she's in for an eventful year. 

"But you'll hate me." "I love you."
Everything made sense.

Choices

“We have an event starting, Zach. And so is an upcoming game. And it’s more than you and me. So stop this.” Nate says, perfectly calm, straightening his collar a bit, and with a look at me, walks off. 


Zach sighs deeply. And I feel like I’m sitting on a time bomb. A time bomb that’s Zach. Who is going to burst any time now. He turns around, looking at me and his eyes are red with anger. 


“The dean asked us to Zach. It’s just a dance.” I hold his neck and tell him gently, hoping he understands. I look at the time, five minutes to start. 


“I have to go. Just relax. Please.” I hold his face in my hands and press my lips on his lightly, and he seemingly relaxes a bit. 


“Tell me you’re mine. Please.” He presses his forehead against mine, both of our eyes closed. 


“I am.” I whisper lightly and turn around to leave after a minute. 


I am. All of me belongs to him. And I love him. That’s all I need to know. And he does too. 


LONE SWALLOW