It all began rather inconsequentially, the fall. It didn't take long, but then these things never really did. All it took was a smile, a glance, and she was gone.
Nova's lashes brushed her cheeks, and when the pads of her fingers brushed against the tops of her own, all at once breathing was not as easy as it had been just a mere few moments prior. In, out. In, out. The curve of this girl's lips would be her undoing.

In which Asha has lived without Nova once, and she could do it again. But she just doesn't want to.

A mix for the two losers who stole each others hearts, and their journey from friends to strangers to friends again, and finally (finally) to lovers.

Or a playlist for a story I haven't even written yet.

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