His Umber Eyes

His Umber Eyes

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When I was a kid, no one told me to be careful with who I fall in love with. No one told me how unbelievably difficult it is when someone won't love you back. But his gorgeous umber eyes never failed to answer my deepest questions. They never lied. And so I knew when his body took over, not his heart. However I didn't mind, because I am his. Even though I know he will never be mine. And I loved him still, with all of the thousand broken pieces of my shattered heart, I loved him. And I still do. Even after all these years, after he left me dead inside, completely broken with a hole in my chest. A hole which was soon filled with unending sorrow. My heart still belonged in his palms that crushed it harshly and painfully until I couldn't help but feel my bones closing on me, making me suffocated. I love you Isaac Truth. And I hate it so fucking much.
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At the most prestigious school on earth, justice doesn't come from the principal's office. It comes from someone wearing a mask. Aureus International doesn't educate students, it ranks them, sorting children into tiers by blood and bank balance until the line between privilege and punishment starts to blur. Money buys silence here. Corruption wears a uniform. And when the system protects the wrong people one too many times, someone starts making them pay for it. They call this someone W. No face. No pattern anyone can prove. Just security footage that loops at the same hour, every time, and a string of golden reputations left in ruins by morning. Eight students walk these halls with more to hide than the rest of the school combined: old debts, older secrets, and a silence none of them are willing to break first. Whether they're hunting W, hiding from W, or something far messier than either, none of them are saying. They say the truth always comes to light, but at Aureus, even light has learned to keep secrets. ______________________________________ Side note: 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐮𝐞𝐭 Ib: School 2017 Release days: Whenever I get time. ⚠️ The image used in the cover is not mine. ⚠️

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