"I always asked myself what would be the end of me—my detachment, or something worse."
Damian is the kind of boy who slips through the cracks—quiet, unreadable, always watching.
His eyes are dull, a grey that feels like ash, and his face is always still, like it's forgotten how to express anything real.
He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t laugh. He doesn’t cry.
This is the painful journey of losing one’s self.
All you can do is pray for a good ending.
caution ⚠
this novel contains suicidal thoughts, murder, psychological horror, mentions of rape and bullying.
I do not support any of the acts and if you're not okay with this content feel free to drop this novel .
thank you.