Love stories bloom in unexpected places—theme parks, classrooms, secret crushes, arranged meetings, digital connections, and enemies-to-lovers tales. But mine? Mine defied every conventional narrative. Falling for him felt impossible, yet undeniable. I'm convinced that without my sharp tongue and sarcastic edge—the very traits that define Meera Johnson—I'd never have crossed paths with Dozie freaking Matthews. He's an infuriating contradiction: perverted and brilliant, goofy yet dangerously intelligent, achingly handsome despite being an absolute douche. What we became wasn't written in the stars. It was carved in betrayal, obsession, and the dark spaces between desire and destruction.