prologue

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it is too quiet.

it is a cacophony of biting lips and nibbling nails; of footsteps indenting the floor with anxiousness and trembling sighs of apprehension.

and evan can't stop pacing. the entire hospital waiting room is sick of the flushed, pacing boy who won't stop rattling.

soon, evan shall be ruined.

ruined / dear evan hansenWhere stories live. Discover now