Starless Nights Synopsis

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Beau Hale

She said that she was my best friend and then one day she wasn’t.

“Every day I live with the visible scars, but it’s the invisible ones that hurt the most.”

They are a constant reminder of everything I’ve lost as well as all the things that I’ll never have.  I should be over this by now, it’s been years, but I can’t escape the memories that haunt me, following me everywhere I go.  Everyone around me is moving on with their life, so now I need to do the same.  Tennis brought me to Columbia University, and I am quickly proving that I will not let anyone defeat me, past or present.  I am in control now.  Life has taught me the hard way to remember that.  But after all this time, I’m still searching for an answer to the one question that is constantly burning in the back of my mind…why?

Leila Starling

He said that he was my best friend, and then one day he wasn’t.  It took one moment to change my entire life.

“What I thought I knew became a lie, and nothing was ever the same.”

Slowly, I picked up the pieces and focused on what I could control…me.  I live in New York City and attend one of the world’s most prestigious fashion and design schools.  Day after day, I am getting closer and closer to living out my dreams.  I did this all on my own and no one can ever take this from me.  I know my future is bright even if my heart is destined to stay in the dark.  The dull ache that still lingers is my daily reminder to rely on no one but myself.  Although, after all this time, I still can’t help but wonder…why?

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