All This Time

All This Time Plot Summary

Introduction

The charm bracelet feels heavy in Kyle's palm as he adjusts his tie in the hotel bathroom mirror, preparing to rejoin his high school graduation party. Six silver charms catch the light—each one marking a year with Kimberly, each one a memory carved in metal. The tiny diary charm at the center opens to reveal three silver pages spelling out "I U," a reminder of their first kiss in middle school when he'd snuck the message into her pink diary. Tonight should be perfect. Tonight, this bracelet should fix whatever invisible crack has formed between them. But when Kyle returns to the ballroom, searching for Kimberly's familiar blonde hair among the celebrating seniors, he finds her deep in conversation with Sam, his best friend. The serious expression on her face, the way Sam nervously runs his fingers through his dark hair—something is wrong. And when the storm clouds gather outside and Kimberly finally speaks the words that will shatter everything, Kyle realizes that some things can't be fixed with silver charms and good intentions. Some nights, the road home becomes a collision course with destiny itself.

Chapter 1: The Collision: A Life Shattered in an Instant

The rain hammers against the windshield as Kyle grips the steering wheel, his knuckles white with fury and desperation. Berkeley. The word echoes in his mind like a curse. Kimberly had been accepted to Berkeley months ago, had been planning this escape without telling him, sharing her secrets with Sam instead of the boyfriend who thought he knew her better than anyone. "We've been planning all year," Kyle says, his voice cracking as he struggles to see through the storm. "You, me, Sam. UCLA. Our plans." But Kimberly's blue eyes are distant, resolute. She's been trying to tell him for weeks that something was wrong, that she felt suffocated, that she needed space to discover who she was without him always there. The charm bracelet in his jacket pocket suddenly feels like a chain, each memory a weight dragging them both down. "I don't want to be together!" The words explode from her lips, sharper than the lightning splitting the sky above them. Kyle's foot hits the brake, but the wet asphalt offers no grip. The car slides sideways toward a stalled vehicle in their lane, hazard lights blinking weakly through the downpour. For a moment, Kyle regains control, steering into the skid, missing the disabled car by inches. But the relief is short-lived. In the passenger seat, Kimberly reaches for him, her anger replaced by terror. "Kyle!" she screams, pointing ahead. The headlights illuminate a massive truck bearing down on them, its horn blaring through the storm like a death knell. Kyle sees Kimberly's face in the glow of the headlights, her expression frozen between regret and fear, freckled with points of light from the tiny disco ball hanging from his rearview mirror. The impact comes with the sound of shrieking metal and shattering glass. The last thing Kyle sees before darkness takes him is Kimberly's blonde hair, now matted with blood, and the terrible stillness of her body in the seat beside him.

Chapter 2: The Dream World: Building a New Reality Within

Kyle awakens to fluorescent lights and the steady beep of machines. Dr. Benefield, a neurosurgeon with kind blue eyes and red hair tied in a messy ponytail, leans over him with practiced calm. The accident has left him with a depressed cranial fracture and a shattered femur, but he's alive. The same cannot be said for Kimberly. Sam sits beside the hospital bed, his broad shoulders shaking with silent sobs. This is only the second time Kyle has ever seen his best friend cry—once when Sam broke his arm falling off his bike at ten, and when his golden retriever Otto died three summers ago. But this grief is different, deeper, carved into the lines around Sam's dark eyes. "She didn't make it," Sam finally manages, and the words hit Kyle like a second collision. In the months that follow, Kyle retreats from the world. His basement bedroom becomes a tomb filled with the ghosts of their relationship—empty picture frames where Kimberly's photos once hung, a pink phone charger still plugged into the wall, two unopened bags of barbecue chips that will never be eaten. His mother, Lydia, tries everything to draw him out, but Kyle has constructed walls that seem impenetrable. The visions begin slowly. Kimberly sitting on the living room couch wrapped in her white blanket with blue butterflies, her voice calling his name in the darkness, her phone ringing from beyond the grave. Dr. Benefield explains that head injuries can create hallucinations, that his brain is trying to protect him from unbearable pain by manufacturing what he needs to see. But the visions feel more real than reality itself. As summer fades into autumn, Kyle begins venturing to the cemetery, standing before Kimberly's headstone with its stark inscription: KIMBERLY NICOLE BROOKS. REST IN PEACE. He brings her blue tulips—her favorites—and struggles to find words for all the things he never got to say.

Chapter 3: The Awakening: When Dreams and Reality Collide

It's at the cemetery that Kyle first sees her—a girl in a sunshine-yellow pullover standing among a sea of pink Stargazer lilies, her long brown hair catching the breeze. She's telling stories, he realizes, her voice soft and musical as she speaks to the flowers and the empty air. "Once upon a time there was a boy," she says, her words carrying across the quiet space between graves, "he was sad and alone." Marley, as she introduces herself, seems to understand loss in a way that others cannot. She knows about headaches and healing, about the weight of grief that settles in your bones and refuses to leave. When she gives Kyle a single daisy—a flower that means hope—something stirs in his chest for the first time since the accident. Their friendship begins tentatively, built on shared silences and the gentle feeding of ducks by the pond that used to be Kyle and Kimberly's special place. Marley divides her condiments into separate sections, she moves snails to safety during rainstorms, and she throws perfect spirals at the Winter Festival, surprising Kyle with her hidden athletic ability. But there are shadows in Marley's hazel eyes, pain she keeps carefully contained. She mentions her twin sister Laura in passing, always deflecting when Kyle asks for details. "I don't tell sad stories," she says with a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. As autumn deepens into winter, Kyle finds himself healing in ways he never expected. The visions of Kimberly become less frequent, replaced by real moments with Marley. They share hot chocolate under twinkling lights, they rescue a silver Yorkie puppy named Georgia from the animal shelter, and slowly, carefully, they begin to build something new from the wreckage of their separate griefs. On a cold December night, under a blanket of stars, Marley tells Kyle the story of a lonely girl who wishes on the full moon for love. In her tale, a man appears by a waterfall with a pearl—but every full moon, he vanishes, leaving behind only a single pearl until the girl realizes the truth: he is the man in the moon himself, watching over her always. "And she knew that she was loved," Marley finishes, her breath visible in the winter air.

Chapter 4: The Search: Finding Truth Between Two Worlds

Spring arrives with new possibilities. Kyle begins an internship at the local newspaper, writing sports articles that capture not just the games but the humanity of the players. His mother encourages him to defer his UCLA enrollment, to take time to figure out who he is becoming rather than who he was before. But with growth comes reckoning. Kyle's friendship with Sam deepens as they finally confront the guilt and resentment that has festered since the accident. Sam reveals that he was in love with Kimberly, that he'd been carrying that secret for years while helping Kyle win her back after each of their many breakups. "Seven times," Sam says, his voice hollow. "Seven times since ninth grade she tried to break up with you, and I helped you convince her to stay." The revelation reframes everything Kyle thought he knew about his relationship with Kimberly. Had she been settling? Had he been so focused on his own needs that he couldn't see her pulling away? The charm bracelet, with its carefully curated memories, suddenly seems like evidence of his desperation to control a story that was already ending. Even as Kyle grapples with these realizations, his connection with Marley deepens. On Halloween night, they shed their costumes—his zombie football player, her shy snail shell—and discover each other in ways that feel both new and ancient. Kyle finds himself saying "I love it" instead of "I love you," the words carrying weight that Marley clearly feels but cannot yet return. The truth about Laura emerges slowly, painfully. She and Marley were identical twins, switching clothes and identities on the morning Laura died. A tangled necklace, a pendant that rolled into the street, and Marley's voice frozen with fear as a car struck her sister. The survivor's guilt has consumed Marley for years, convincing her that she doesn't deserve happiness, that she should have been the one to die.

Chapter 5: The Connection: Bridging Dream and Reality

Summer storms bring with them memories and reckonings. On the anniversary of the accident, Kyle finds himself transported back to that rainy night, the thunder and lightning triggering phantom pains in his healing skull. But this time, Marley is there to anchor him, her steady presence a reminder that he has built a life beyond the wreckage. They celebrate Kyle's one-year recovery with quiet moments—teaching a storytelling class for local middle schoolers, adopting Georgia the puppy, sharing meals where Marley slowly emerges from her protective shell. Kyle watches her confidence grow as she shares her fairy tales with eager young audiences, her voice growing stronger with each story she tells. But the past refuses to stay buried. A violent thunderstorm traps Kyle and Marley in his basement, and as they huddle by the fire, Kyle feels the weight of everything they've built together. The love he's been carrying finds its voice at last. "I love you, Marley," he says, the words feeling like dawn after the longest night. "I never knew love could feel like this." Her response comes through tears and kisses: "I do, I do, I do." They fall asleep by the dying fire, Georgia curled between them, three survivors who have found their way to something resembling peace. But peace, Kyle has learned, is often the moment before everything changes. He awakens alone, the basement dark and cold, Georgia pawing frantically at the French doors that lead to the storm-lashed backyard. Marley is gone, disappeared into the tempest like a figure from one of her own fairy tales.

Chapter 6: The Second Chance: When Time Resets Again

Kyle stumbles into the storm, calling Marley's name as rain drives against his face like needles. The lightning illuminates fragments—a yellow jacket disappearing around a corner, footprints washing away in the downpour, the terrible certainty that he's about to lose everything again. The pain in his head builds to a crescendo as he staggers through the flooded streets, reality fragmenting around him like broken glass. He sees himself reflected in shop windows, but the reflection is wrong—younger, healthier, wearing a suit jacket that holds a charm bracelet meant for a girl who will never receive it. The bolt of lightning that strikes the transformer at the end of his street seems to strike him as well. Kyle pitches forward onto the wet asphalt, his skull meeting the ground with sickening force, and consciousness abandons him to the storm. But awakening brings no relief. Kyle opens his eyes to find Dr. Benefield's familiar face leaning over him, her red hair catching the fluorescent lights of the hospital room he knows too well. The machines beep their mechanical rhythm, the IV tugs at his hand, and his right leg is imprisoned in a cast that speaks of fractures and forced stillness. "Welcome back," Dr. Benefield says, and Kyle's heart stops as understanding crashes over him like a wave. The calendar on the wall shows a date eight weeks after his original accident. The flowers outside his window are those he remembers from the hospital courtyard. And when Kimberly walks through the door—alive, breathing, her arm in a simple sling—Kyle realizes the impossible truth. He was never released from this room. Marley, the pond, the internship, the year of healing and growth and love—all of it lived only in the electrical storms of his recovering brain. Dr. Benefield explains it with clinical kindness: comas can create elaborate false memories, the mind building entire worlds from fragments of overheard conversations and sensory input. The honeysuckle growing in the courtyard became jasmine perfume, the sounds of staff became the voices of imagined friends, and a glimpse of a nurse with long brown hair became the face of a love that never existed.

Chapter 7: The Promise: Writing Our Own Story

The revelation should destroy Kyle, but instead it clarifies everything. The year in the coma taught him lessons that are no less real for being imagined. He understands now what Kimberly was trying to tell him that night—that love cannot survive when it becomes a cage, that sometimes the kindest thing is to let someone go. Their conversation in the real world echoes the growth Kyle experienced in his dream. Kimberly needs space to discover who she is at Berkeley, to build an identity that isn't defined by being Kyle's girlfriend since middle school. And Sam, carrying his secret love like a weight, needs the courage to step out of Kyle's shadow and claim his own story. But the hardest loss is Marley. Even knowing she was a creation of his injured mind, Kyle cannot let go of the love that felt more real than anything he'd ever experienced. He searches hospital databases, scours social media, follows every lead that might prove she exists somewhere beyond the electrical firing of his damaged neurons. It's in the cardiology wing that he finds her—not the confident storyteller of his dreams, but a silent, wounded girl in dark clothes who tends to injured snails and reads fairy tales in empty waiting rooms. Marley Phelps is real, but she is not his Marley. She is a broken teenager whose twin sister Laura died in a car accident three years ago, who blames herself for being unable to save the person she loved most. The real Marley has been visiting the hospital with her nurse mother, sitting vigil in empty spaces, telling stories to herself and to any comatose patients who might hear. Kyle realizes with stunning clarity that she had been talking to him during his long sleep, spinning the tales that became the scaffolding for his elaborate dream world. Kyle's approach to this fragile, real Marley requires all the patience he learned in his imagined recovery. He cannot simply love her into healing the way his dream-self did. He must earn her trust word by word, story by story, proving that happiness is not a betrayal of the dead but a way of honoring them. When a child runs into traffic and Marley throws herself forward to save him, sustaining a head injury that leaves her balanced between life and death, Kyle understands that her recovery, like his, must come from within. He sits beside her hospital bed and tells her their story, speaking the fairy tale language she taught him in dreams made real through determination and hope.

Summary

In the end, Kyle learns that love stories are not about finding the perfect person but about becoming someone worthy of love—someone who can stand alone before choosing to stand together. His journey from the wreckage of one relationship to the foundation of another is marked not by the dramatic gestures he once believed in, but by small acts of courage and compassion. Marley's awakening in the hospital bed is both an ending and a beginning. She chooses life over guilt, hope over despair, and in making that choice, she validates every lesson Kyle learned in the landscape of his healing mind. Their love may have been born in dreams, but it finds its strength in the waking world, built on the solid ground of mutual understanding and hard-won wisdom. The charm bracelet that once seemed so important lies forgotten in a hospital drawer, its silver links cold and meaningless. The real treasures are intangible now—the ability to forgive oneself, the courage to face an uncertain future, and the faith that some stories are worth telling no matter how impossible they seem. Kyle and Marley's tale becomes proof that the best fairy tales are not the ones we read, but the ones we choose to live, one difficult, beautiful day at a time.

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Mikki Daughtry

Daughtry reframes storytelling through a focus on emotional depth and character-driven narratives, integrating her theatre arts background from Brenau University into her writing. Her career, rooted in screenwriting and novel writing, explores the intricacies of love, loss, and healing. Daughtry has a knack for crafting immersive worlds and slow-burn romantic storylines that resonate with readers. Her work, particularly in young adult fiction, is marked by its emotional intensity and engaging style, reflecting her lifelong love for daydreaming and storytelling.\n\nFor readers, Daughtry’s books offer an exploration of relationships and identity, making them particularly appealing to young adults grappling with these themes. Her novels, such as "Time After Time", showcase her ability to intertwine dual love stories across time, while her collaboration on "Five Feet Apart" with Tobias Iaconis demonstrates her skill in creating narratives that are both poignant and impactful. As an author, Daughtry connects with her audience through relatable characters and heartfelt storytelling, which is evident in her status as a #1 New York Times bestselling author.\n\nThe impact of Daughtry’s work extends beyond the page; her film adaptation of "Five Feet Apart" has also been recognized for its contribution to young adult literature and its emotional resonance. This broad appeal underscores her talent in blending theatrical storytelling techniques with the written word, offering a unique bio of her journey from theatre to screenwriting and novels. Through her diverse body of work, Daughtry continues to influence both the film and literary worlds, engaging readers and viewers with her poignant and heartfelt narratives.

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