Chapter One: The Gloom Before the Bloom

This isn't just a story : it's a feeling. A memory dressed as fiction. A mirror held to a heart that dared to love, to lose, and still carry tenderness like a badge of honor.

The Middle of June is a love letter I never got to send. It's about connections that feel written in the stars but lost somewhere between silence and what-ifs. It's for anyone who's ever felt the ache of unfinished conversations, the beauty of unexpected bonds, and the bittersweet strength it takes to choose yourself, even when your heart wants to stay.

If you're here, I hope you find something familiar in these words a sigh, a smile, or maybe even a little healing.

With all the love in the world,
FK