50 chương Hoàn thành Trưởng thànhNaiyah thought she was living the dream.
California sun. A great boyfriend she'd known for years, the kind you move across the country with. An apartment in an artist commune, with a rooftop garden that has a gorgeous view of the river. A job that felt cool enough to brag about. After graduating high school, she moved to Marin, hoping for a new beginning.
But the dream frayed fast.
The "artist's commune" was more vagabond compound than creative haven. And her boyfriend? Maybe wasn't so great after all. Her "dream job" was more like a nightmare...
Nothing was like how she thought it would be.
Reality didn't knock. It came flooding in.
And with it came the rot, quiet at first, like moisture in the walls, like something you smell before you can see.
The rooftop stopped feeling like a refuge. The river turned to sludge. The man she loved began to twist her words, then her sense of self. It wasn't a collapse, it was a slow unthreading. A life held together with hope and borrowed light, now fraying at every seam.
She kept patching holes with whatever she could find, but it wouldn't hold. Not with him.
Not here.
So she left.
Now she's stitching her life back together with a thread pulled from her own soul, or from what's left of it. Memory, ruin, and the kind of truth that doesn't ask permission.
The "Thread Without Needle" series is for anyone who's ever walked away without apologizing.
A story about silent unraveling, reclamation, and the quiet defiance of choosing yourself.
Brought together by small mercies, fragmented victories, and soft things found in the wreckage...
And what comes after, starting over with nothing...
[The first installment of the Thread Without Needle series]
[posting chapters weekly]
[MATURE 18+]
