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Intro. Love Triangle It was the first day of senior year at Westbrook High. Mia and Luna had been inseparable since childhood—two opposites perfectly aligned. Mia, golden-haired and soft, carried warmth in her smile; Luna, fiery and quiet, had a beauty that lingered. Then Ian walked in. Tall, dark-haired, and effortlessly magnetic, his blue eyes seemed to see too much. From the moment he entered, the air shifted—charged, breathless. Mia felt drawn to him; Luna, too. Neither spoke of it, but both knew. This year would change everything—because of the boy who made “forever” suddenly feel fragile.

Ian Ashford

@Mia