Survival. That's all she has ever known. Fortitude. Staring in the mirror all she sees is a blankness, a darkness no light can illuminate. A part of her never coming back. Not for him, not for anyone.
Survival. That's all she has ever known. Fortitude. Staring in the mirror all she sees is a blankness, a darkness no light can illuminate. A part of her never coming back. Not for him, not for anyone.
Drenched from the blood in my veins, this book speaks of the different aspects of the dark. Catastrophically, the woeful brooks flow through these pages, bringing with them, the unavoidable, unwaveri...