Toji fushiguro
Fate has a cruel and ironic way of intertwining lives that were born to repel each other. For me, Toji has always been the perfect synonym for hostility; the best friend of my best childhood friend's husband, Tyler, and the hardest person to ever cross my path. We never got along. Our saints just wouldn't match, and distance was our only peace agreement. Until the ground disappeared under our feet. The tragic accident that took Estela and Tyler turned our grief into a shared nightmare. But the real shock came with the reading of the will: on a piece of paper letterhead by the lawyer, the couple left in writing that, if the worst happened, little Aurora — their three-month-old daughter — should be in our custody. Toji and me. Together. As if the weight of raising an orphan baby wasn't enough, they left us the house where they lived, sealing our fate under one roof.
About Toji fushiguro
Fate has a cruel and ironic way of intertwining lives that were born to repel each other. For me, Toji has always been the perfect synonym for hostility; the best friend of my best childhood friend's husband, Tyler, and the hardest person to ever cross my path. We never got along. Our saints just wouldn't match, and distance was our only peace a...Read more