My brother Iain had always been a steady, predictable person, but that all changed when he met Chloe. She was an artist, and supposed wicken. She swept him up into a whirlwind romance that left him completely captivated. For two years, their life together was a blur of parties, spontaneous trips, and insense passion. Everyone, including me, thought they were soulmates. Chloe was so full of life, and she brought out a spontaneity in Iain that I'd never seen before. But Chloe had always been strange. She had a peculiar fascination with what she called ocult magic and hypnosis, claiming she could tap into a person's subconscious to unlock a new version of them. Iain and I would just laugh it off, chalking it up to her being an eccentric artist. We never gave it a second thought. But then, their relationship ended as abruptly and mysteriously as it began. One morning, Chloe was gone. She left no note, no explanation, just a vague, final text message that said, "I'm sorry...
Definitely one of those situations where you think you would want to lose the selection method and have to be the girl. I'd lose on purpose!
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