prologue.

Hi! I am a screw-up. I am 22. I totally believed in love. Until I just didn't.

The pain of early twenties, the shittiness of a breakup with the person you imagined your entire life with, and the uncertainty of your career and success—that is my daily life. I am just a university student, dreading finishing my last few semesters, because after that I will be thrown into the real world where I can not opt for another degree to save myself from facing reality. Add to that the lost hope of ever finding love and realising that you will leave this world just like you entered—all alone.

Basically, my professional and love life were thrown into a gigantic pot with all worldly drama and failures sprinkled upon them and me, the ladle, stirred either clockwise or anticlockwise and then no-wise because I was simply exhausted and didn't understand which way to go.

And a tired person makes a lot of mistakes. I did those too.

I met him against my better judgement. It stirred up a new flavor in my life's pot. I liked it. But then it spiralled into something out of hand.

It wasn't supposed to. We had a contract.

Everything but no relationship, no drama, no anything.

Remember how I introduced myself?

Yeah, well, that is because—I will just let you guess who broke that contract.

Yup.

Yours truly, Samayra.

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