Tamryn Sealy has been dreaming about Red Week all her life. The moment when she would be tied to her soulmate by the now visible red string on their pinkies. A whole week to learn each other's hearts, to explore the world around them, and finally end the week with a tender kiss so they can break the string and start a life together. She had wanted the fairy tale but what she got was a punk with gravity defying purple hair, a contemptuous smirk, and boots that could, and maybe have, killed a man. In all her dreams, in all the entries in her Red Week Book, not once did Tamryn account for someone like Winifred Yung.
