The Plot Twist Diaries: The Love Story I Didn't Think I'd Get (Or Tell)

This was not on my 2025 Bingo card.

I entered the new year very single, very angry, and very sure that we were done.

This doesn’t mean I wasn’t devastated. Because I was. I fell apart on the regular, in between reposting man-hating TikToks and sobbing along with a Taylor Swift playlist that could wreck even the happiest, most stable woman, my life felt like one giant What Now?

I planned to have six single months.

No dating apps. No crushes. No exes. My phone was dryer than ever and I was learning how to truly be alone.

I was running miles on the treadmill, preparing to release my book, and redecorating my apartment. Relearning how to be me without him. Without all our plans. Without our love.

And then everything changed. Not instantly, but somehow all at once. A divine interruption. And two people who did a lot of fucking work on themselves.

But don’t get it twisted — this isn’t a fairy tale. This is an honest, raw, messy, gorgeous real-time account of what happens when two people try again…

It all felt way too sacred to share on social media, but way too powerful not to write about. So I started writing this.

For the ones who believe in a second act. For the ones who believe that people can change (and I don’t just mean the man). For the ones who wonder if love ever really ends.

For the ones who believe that sometimes the plot twist is so much more beautiful than the original story.

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