Rachy-Writes
On the longest night of the year, her skin begins to glow.
At midnight on the winter solstice, every tattoo on her body awakens, whispering the same command into her mind:
Mend what has been broken.
The pinky promise she abandoned.
The wolf that once saved her life.
The lantern she left burning the night her mother died.
And the broken compass she inked only yesterday, because lately, she feels completely lost.
She has seven days.
Seven days to repair what grief, guilt, and silence have shattered, or the ink will leave her forever, taking the pieces of herself they represent with it.
But healing means returning to the icy lake she nearly drowned in. Forgiving the father she hasn't spoken to since the funeral. Reaching for the best friend she pushed away. And finally choosing the boy who sees her unraveling, even when she cannot explain why.
Before the week ends, she will either lose herself completely... or find her way home.