For most, love is a matter of the heart.

For Moonie Miller, its a matter of the hand.

On her twenty-sixth birthday, Moonie Miller develops the mystifying ability to glimpse a persons future by touching palms.

Initially in denial, she leans into her sudden gift-slash-family trait and creates a business, Moon Batch Apothecary.

Before she knows it, influencers grab on to her candles, crystals, and potions, launching her-hand over fist-into the world of Insta-witches.

Moonie is determined to keep her never-for-sale visions under wraps, however-until she shakes hands with Olrik Zetterlind.

Super cute, super analytical, and super Swedish, this tall, blond engineer is everything she never...

For most, love is a matter of the heart.

For Moonie Miller, its a matter of the hand.

On her twenty-sixth birthday, Moonie Miller develops the mystifying ability to glimpse a persons future by touching palms.

Initially in denial, she leans into her sudden gift-slash-family trait and creates a business, Moon Batch Apothecary.

Before she knows it, influencers grab on to her candles, crystals, and potions, launching her-hand over fist-into the world of Insta-witches.

Moonie is determined to keep her never-for-sale visions under wraps, however-until she shakes hands with Olrik Zetterlind.

Super cute, super analytical, and super Swedish, this tall, blond engineer is everything she never wants in The One.

But her visions dont lie and suddenly he, with her, become the stars of the show.

Pragmatic and precise, Ollie always sees everything coming until he runs into the strange girl with the Wednesday Addams wardrobe not once, not twice, but three times.

What are the odds? He may have the exact answer to that, but he definitely cant explain how he falls under the spell of someone who puts French fries on her burritos and who makes potions in her bathtub.

Opposites might attract, but how long can Chicagos most popular witch and Swedens most analytical export really last? Are they both just chasing what the other lacks-him, a sense of wonder; her, a sense of reality? Or is their happily-ever-after just a matter of a little wishcraft thats written in the stars?