
One year. Louisa only has one year before she’s out of dates of the calendar. At age of thirty-one Louisa, got nothing other than the little house that she got from her late mother and grandma (blessed their souls) though she also left me a frightening beast name Luca that destroyed anything his sharp nails land onto, and lastly a job, the job she has in a local café. I know she wants something but she can’t pinpoint what exactly it is she craving for.
Until the time she almost lost hope and finally gave up and accepted her hopeless situation. A shining, stunningly, green eye and handsome man in a form of a friend? Come and rescue her. To her potential cause of death, lack of excitement, meaninglessness, hopelessness, & jobless life? As she looked into herself.
But this friendship not only brings the excitement to her life, that she is oh so craving. As well this friendship has those sugary spices and everything nice package comes to it. Question. Is she ready for this wild ride?

