Alexis Adler has always trusted her eyes. As a forensic sketch artist, she's spent a decade turning fractured witness memories into faces the police can hunt. She's good at it, better than good, until the night she watches her own sister die through a rain-streaked window and can't draw the killer's face at all. Not because she didn't see him. Because what she saw doesn't add up. The detective assigned to the case is convinced Alexis is hiding something. Her therapist thinks grief is distorting her memory. And the sketch she finally produces, three days later, in a trembling, unsteady hand, matches no one on earth. Except it matches someone in her own past, a face she buried the same year she buried her mother. As Alexis digs into the one memory she can't trust, she uncovers a string of unsolved deaths stretching back fifteen years, each one witnessed by someone who saw the impossible and was told they imagined it. Now she has to decide whether to trust her own eyes, or accept that the thing she saw was never meant to be believed. Because in this town, the last thing you see is rarely the truth. It's just all you're allowed to remember. _________________________________________ [Completed] [Mature]

"stop doing that!" "doing what?" "acting like you like being with me one second and acting like you hate me the next!" "i think you forget you're the one who gets paid to do this." (lowercase intended!) SEQUEL IS POSTED, ITS CALLED LEARN!! disclaimer: i don't own shawn or any of the magcon boys but i do own leena and her storyline.

Highest Rankings: #1 in 1DFanFic #1 in SelfGrowth #5 in AdultFiction #156 in TeenRomance #408 in OneDirection #570 in HarryStyles This isn't how it was supposed to go. That Night wasn't supposed to happen. My life wasn't supposed to turn out like this.