You were born on the rich side, where dirt is a rumor and blood never stains long enough to matter. Your hands stayed clean-not because you were careful, but because the world was. Well your side at least. Jewels weighed your wrists. Safety wrapped your throat like silk. Freedom was handed to you so often it stopped feeling special. You smiled easily. Spoke to anyone. Asked questions people laughed off instead of answering. But the Slums were different. They weren't ugly to you-just unfinished. Like a sentence cut off mid-thought. If we're all human, why is there a gate?

❝You're always smiling and it pisses me off...but why do I feel like I want to kiss you at the same time?!❞ ATOMIC TREASURE彼の妻 __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ A story in which a blind girl who wants to face the cruel world of the abyss with a smile ends up capturing the heart of a son of a murderer who wants nothing more than to face the cruel world with anger. ═ஓ๑ ๑ஓ═ ▞▞▞▞▞Romance, Slow burn, Opposite attracts troupe! Angst! This book is for all body sizes, skin tones, etc! 🏻 🏼 🏽 🏾 🏿 ▞▞▞▞▞PUBLISHED• FEB/15/25 ▞▞▞▞▞FINISHED•??