"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

Everything already aches and I know I’m no where in the world prepared to hear what she has to say. I have a dreadful, overwhelming instinct of where this is leading and I don’t want to go there. 


“Remember what Zach said the first day. Never mind, he said that it’ll be a day worth remembering. And he meant it. 


You shouldn’t have slapped him. He’s Zach Hayden, darling.” 


No, this is not happening. I stand frozen and the fear grows on me like a cloud, blackening around me. My eyes are wide as saucers, and stinging with burning unshed tears. I part my lips, trying to inhale but none of body parts co-operate right now. 


I need to breathe. Alanna, you need to breathe. 


“He had it all figured out, really. Ooh, and told me everything. The brownie was a bit too much I thought but he said chocolate would always do the trick. 


Oh and the song at the bonfire, Jesus Christ, that was just- iconic.” 


My stomach forms a painful hollow inside and nothing I try to say, comes out. 


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