How Does Look To The Stars End?

“I won't let time hinder our love, wait for me, I'm coming to get you.” Two different person trying to straighten their lives, happen to switch paths they are taking. Will this be a chaos? Or will they be able to find their lost stars? PART 1 & 2 will be combined in one book, so you wouldn't be needing to search it again. Enjoy reading!

Maya Ellison thought the hardest thing she would ever face was watching people die. After a painful divorce and years spent as a hospice nurse, she accepts a three-month assignment aboard The Oasis, a deep-space research vessel traveling far beyond Earth. Her patient is Dr. Elias Vance, a brilliant astrophysicist living out what he believes are the final months of his life after a terminal cancer diagnosis. Elias has spent years pushing people away. Maya has learned to guard her heart. Neither expects the quiet connection that begins to form between them beneath an endless sea of stars. Elias's illness doesn't behave like cancer. The deeper she investigates, the more disturbing the truth becomes. Hidden beneath medical records, buried family secrets, and a decades-old scientific mystery, lies a conspiracy tied to a forgotten interstellar signal, one that has already destroyed lives, and fueled a dangerous obsession. How far is she willing to go to save the man she loves... when he still trusts the person destroying him?

Vow of the Fallen Star In her first life, she was a fool. In this one, she’s a weapon. Evelyn Kingston had it all: a powerful husband who would have loved her, a beautiful son who needed her, and a genius-level intellect she threw away to please a snake. Blinded by the smooth words of her lover, Marcus, and the fake smiles of her best friend, Sarah, Evelyn committed the ultimate betrayal. She stole her husband’s corporate secrets, destroyed his legacy, and neglected her son—only to be murdered by the very people she sacrificed everything for. But death wasn't the end. Waking up on the morning of the betrayal that started it all, Evelyn realizes she has been given a second chance. This time, she isn't the fragile socialite they remember. Using her hidden mastery of code and a heart hardened by the grave, she sets out to rewrite her future. She will heal the scars she left on her son’s heart. She will earn the trust of the husband she once despised. And for Marcus and Sarah? She has a special kind of digital hell waiting for them. The "Ice Queen" is back, and she’s playing for keeps.

I had been with Elias, a renowned astrophotographer, for five years. With that said, I had never asked him to take me on a shoot with him, all because he once told me, "The first rule of astrophotography is to avoid any kind of light pollution. Even a flicker of your phone screen can ruin an entire night's long exposure." This was why I never even dared to send so much as a text to ask him if he had arrived at the location. I was afraid of ruining his work. All I did was wait at home. Whenever he went to the snowy mountains or the wilderness for a shoot, I would fold a paper star. In each of these paper stars, I would write down the things I did not get to say to him because I did not want to disturb him. [Make sure you layer up.] [I'll wait for you to come back.] I accumulated a thousand and ninety-six origami stars over five years, filling three glass bottles. He never opened a single one of them. Just last week, he was shortlisted for an international astrophotography competition. I was happy for him and went to the website to see his entry called “Light.” Framed at the center of the image was his assistant dressed in a red windbreaker. She was toying with a sparkler and laughing cheerily. The judges' comment read, "In this submission, the photographer voluntarily passed up the chance to capture a once-in-seventy-years comet. Instead, he dedicated the shot to the figure in the image who exuded all the light for him." This whole time, his world was never devoid of light. He simply wanted to snuff out my light. That same night, I poured all of the stars out of the bottles. I opened them one by one, to read the messages within to myself. Then, I burned them all. At dawn, after washing the three empty glass bottles, I had them neatly arranged next to the box he used for his camera lens. There were tens of thousands of galaxies in the universe. There was no reason I should linger outside the frame and wait for someone's light to bleed into mine.

While packing Ethan's flight bag, I found a custom solo wings pin. The engraving on the back read: For Lark, to celebrate your first solo. Beneath the box sat the receipt for Skyler's flight school tuition, paid in full by Ethan, along with a photograph. In the photo, she was sitting in the pilot's seat. Ethan's gloved hand rested over hers on the control yoke. Seven years ago, I had sat in that same seat. Back then, I was one step away from my first solo flight, but Ethan talked me out of it again and again, always claiming it was "for my own good." He said flying was dangerous, that someone had to stay home and take care of things. I put down my logbook, pressed the wrinkles out of every one of his captain's uniforms, and spent seven years living by his flight schedule. Only now did I finally understand. It wasn't that he didn't want to take anyone flying. He just didn't want to take me. What made it even more absurd was that the night Skyler first flew through the clouds, I was alone in a hospital, losing our baby. I called him over a dozen times. At three in the morning, he finally called back, his voice flat and indifferent. "I just took Lark through the clouds. Next time something comes up, give me a heads-up." I put the wings pin back exactly where I found it, then pulled the crumpled ultrasound printout from the bottom of the drawer and tucked it inside the logbook that had been gathering dust for seven years. This time, I wasn't going to wait for him to look back. He convinced me to leave the pilot's seat, then turned around and put another woman in the sky. So I would leave him and take back the sky that had always been mine.

When she was finally certain that Luke Jefferson would never fall in love with her, Raine Stone asked for a divorce and left with Zach Jefferson, their son. After the divorce, the usually aloof Luke abruptly started trying to win her heart back. He was no longer as cold as before, and he started to beg for her forgiveness by blocking Raine’s path. During his breaks, he spent time with Zach and prepared all sorts of surprise gifts. He even protected them and shielded them when a robber tried to stab them, leading to him spending some time close to death’s door. As Zach begged for them to reunite, Raine finally felt her determination crumble and agreed to get remarried with Luke. But right after getting remarried, she and Zach were on their way back home when they got into an accident. They went through more than ten hours of treatment, and Raine came out of it with a kidney gone, while Zach lost his vision. On the second day of the accident, when Raine and her son were taken past the doctor’s office, she heard a shocking secret.