Parallel (Parallel, #1)

by Elizabeth O'Roark

Déjà vu. It translates to already seen, but really it sort of means the opposite: that you haven’t already seen the thing, but feel like you have.

it seems like part of a pattern: my life consists entirely of things that occurred by default or were chosen by someone else first.

But coming here reminded me how big the world was, and that in a world as big as ours, there was surely a person and place for me.” “A person?” Her lashes brush the tops of her cheekbones. “The person you’re meant to be with. The one who accepts you in spite of everything and matters so much that the rest of the world matters less.”