Dear Reader,
If you are holding this book, thank you for letting it find you.
This story was written softly, in quiet corners, on rainy evenings and late nights when the world felt too loud. It is a wish I tucked between pages—a wish for a love that is gentle, a friendship that feels like home, and moments that don't need to be big to be important.
I don't know if love like this exists in this world, but I hope you find small pieces of it in yourself, in the way you laugh with your friends, in the way you pause to watch the rain, or in the quiet moments you let yourself dream.
I wrote this not because I had all the answers, but because I needed to believe in the soft, patient kind of love even when it felt impossible. If you ever feel unseen, I hope these words remind you that you are noticed, even in your quietest moments.
May you always hold onto your softest dreams, no matter how loud the world gets.
Thank you for reading.
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With love,
Star