She dives back into her past and remembers when she was unbothered about his existence. And then, suddenly, she couldn't look at his name without an overflow of emotions attached to each letter. His name, which she played with so carelessly, so easily, had somehow become sanctified to her lips. A name she wouldn't throw around lightheartedly or repeat without deep thought. He is nameless because those letters grouped together in that familiar form..... carry too much meaning for her capricious heart. But an unexpected twist compelled her to make a complete u-turn. She found herself hustling in the life she used to live before she had known him. She did take a turn, but it was not the same. Everything seemed dull until that one night. It's funny, how a single keychain could fit countless keys of possibilities in her life. Possibility of refreshing those old scars but with new reasons to have them. Possibility of finding the guy she effortlessly fell in love with and his nostalgic shadow. The shadow that once used to hide his love for her, was now hiding a couple of pretty deadly answers to her simple questions. Perfection is beautiful but suffocating and so is the story of Asteria Brown and Carsten George. Every story we dream of being a part of is usually a confined and precisely written tale meant for the pages of the books. Nope, not every story. Some of them are too realistic yet somehow unreal to be limited between aesthetic sentences. A deal that was definitely destined to break friendships and hearts. Truths oozing out of broken promises that threatened relationships. But were they willing to risk it all? Because HELL WOULD COME. The Twisted Perfection. A rollercoaster of unsaid and unheard things. **Contains Mature Content. This content is made for artistic and entertainment purposes. It was not made with any intention to offend. Read it at your own discretion.**