My Dear Evelyn

My Dear Evelyn

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"Remember my dear Evelyn, never be out when the streetlights come on." 22-year-old Evelyn Mackey has always been fond of her hometown of Esterden, Ohio. It's like all the other small towns, except for one tiny rule: "Never be out when the streetlights come on." When Evelyn breaks this rule, she is thrown into an unforgettable adventure where secrets beyond her comprehension unfold. 🔮All Characters all belong to me(_DeadRadioStation_)🔮 ⚡️Cover by me⚡️ ❤️Hope you enjoy❤️ (P.S. Esterden Ohio is NOT a real place)
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Some cages don't have locks. Evelyn's childhood home has never felt empty-not after the accident, not after she lost her parents, and not after Jace moved in. He's always been there. Through every scraped knee, every heartbreak, every moment that shaped her into the person she is. So she doesn't question the way he watches over her. The way he always knows where she's been. The way the house feels smaller than it used to. Jace is struggling. Just like she is. And she won't abandon him now. But when Knox enters her world, something shifts. For the first time, she feels like she can breathe. Like the walls around her aren't closing in. And that's when she starts to notice them-the cracks in the life she thought she understood. The silence that lingers too long. The way Jace watches when he thinks she isn't looking. The feeling of being trapped in a house that was never supposed to be a cage. Something is wrong. It always has been. And by the time she realizes the difference between love and captivity-it might be too late to run.

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