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Fate: A power thought to control all events; a person's destiny
Prologue
Chloe Danvers was a firm believer in fate. It was the only thing that made her life seem logical. It was her explanation for most, usually bad, things that happened in her life.
At thirteen, she was sent, by her mother, to a boarding school on the other side of America, after her fathers sudden death. Sent away from everything she knew, taken away from everything she loved.
" Its happening for a reason" she told herself, as she cried herself to sleep night after night. Thousands of times, on the phone, she begged her mother to come get her. All Chloe wanted was to be with everyone in Ipswich. For three years, she had no contact with anyone from there, except her mother. Her older brother Caleb had managed to phone her a few times, but that was all he had managed before their mother had discovered. She also missed her other 'brothers' - Pogue, Tyler and Reid. Especially Reid. For nights on end, she wished that she could contact them. Chloe knew that if she could talk to, at least, one of them they would come and get her and take her home to Ipswich. The place she knew she should be.
However, after months of pleading and false hopes, she gave up hope: accepting her fate alone.