Destined To Love You

UPDATE!

I am keeping a simple vote and comment target on this too so the story is engaged properly

VOTE: 190

COMMENT: 80

Hey you all... okay, deep breath because this is going to be a loooong rant, and I really need to get it out of my system (and into your DMs 😭).

So. My results came out recently. And honestly? They weren't good. Not at all like how I'd hoped, prayed, or tried to manifest. But also... if I'm being completely real with you (and myself), I knew. Deep down, I knew. That little voice in my head—the one that was suspiciously silent right after my exams ended? Yeah, she'd already done the math. I had messed up. I wasn't in denial, just... maybe in avoidance mode. The kind where you try not to open the result page until it's the literal last minute and your fingers are shaking and you're refreshing with one eye closed.

I think I went into those exams already half-burnt out, half-freaked out, and entirely overconfident in my ability to wing things. Bad combo. You'd think I would've learned my lesson from the last time I pulled this stunt... but here we are. Plot twist? Life doesn't work like fiction—there's no magical last-minute twist where everything fixes itself. 😂 I messed up. I accept that. My inner self knew, but the "pretend everything is fine" part of me still hoped I'd be surprised. Spoiler alert: I wasn't.

And now I'm in full-on damage control mode. Re-exams are happening. Stress is peaking. My schedule is a hot mess. There's no rhythm, just pure chaos. I'm waking up to to-do lists that feel like mini horror movies, surviving on caffeine and anxiety, and trying to balance studying with not having a breakdown every three days. And of course, in the middle of all this academic mayhem, I'm still writing, still brainstorming, still building worlds in my head because that's my escape, but it's all running a little slower than I want.

Honestly? I've been juggling a million things. Family stuff, mental health dips, unplanned obligations, and the constant war of "should I rest or should I study or should I write or should I cry." Sometimes I do all four. Multitasking, right? 😭

But okay. Enough of me sobbing into your screen.

Let's now talk about the update schedule and all that jazz...

Okay, so here's the deal with the update schedule (aka the part you all probably scrolled to 👀 but hey, thanks for sticking with my meltdown lol).

With everything going on—re-exams, extra classes, unexpected things popping up every two seconds, my brain feeling like it's buffering half the time—I had to come up with a system that wouldn't leave me overwhelmed and you all completely update-starved. 😭

So I'm creating a schedule that's fair to both of us. Here's how it's going to work:

I'll post a chapter (yay!)—and if that chapter hits its targets (votes, comments,—basically the love and support you guys always shower me with 💖) within 1 to max 2 days, then guess what? You get a second update in that same week! Yup, two chapters in one week—consider it my way of saying thank you and letting the motivation flow like a river. 🥺

BUT—and this is the important part—if the targets aren't met within that time, then the next chapter will not be in the same week. Instead, it'll be uploaded the next week, which means just one update for that week.

It's not about being dramatic or petty or holding chapters hostage 😂—trust me, I want to update regularly. I miss the excitement, the chaos in the comment section, the theories, the cute messages, the "update soon" spam (yes, even that). But with the pressure I'm under right now—from re-exams to mental health to just... life—I need to pace myself. And this method helps me do that while keeping things exciting for all of us.