This story was never meant to be perfect.
It is a work of fiction. The people you meet in these pages are not real, but I hope they feel like they are. They think too much, make mistakes, trust the wrong people, and sometimes hold on to things they should have let go of long ago. Just like us.
Every choice they make comes with consequences. Every silence means something. And not every question will have an easy answer.
If you find pieces of yourself in them, that is not a coincidence.
This story is written with curiosity, a little fear, and a lot of love. For stories, for mysteries, and for the quiet moments that stay with us longer than we expect.
Thank you for picking this up.
--Midnight Muse
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Crimes I Wrote.
AksiShe spent years learning how to write death. How it looks. How it feels. How it stays. One story finally works. People read. They praise. They come back for more. And then.. it stops being fiction. The murder she wrote happens. And when she writes a...
