paper ghosts, boys of tommen.

LIZZIE YOUNG IS MISERABLE.

So miserable that happiness feels like a distant, unreachable thing-something she once had but lost the moment her sister died. Now, grief grips her like a vice, a constant ache that she buries beneath red-hot fury. Anger is her weapon, her shield, her armor. It protects her, even as it pierces her from the inside. And no one bears the brunt of it more than Gerard Gibson.

GERARD GIBSON IS MISERABLE.

So miserable that the line between reality and nightmare blurs with each passing day. In order to keep his fears far, he dons the name Gibsie like a secret skin, a thick coat of protection. 'Gibsie' doesn't get to be miserable. Gibsie is all easy grins and laughter, a number on a jersey, a boy who never lets anything get to him. It's a carefully crafted illusion, one that keeps his demons at bay. Until it doesn't.

As their paths collide in a storm of buried truths and paper ghosts, Lizzie and Gerard find themselves unwillingly tethered-two broken souls drowning under the weight of their pasts. But when the armor starts to crack and the masks begin to slip, they just might discover that the person they hate the most is the only one who truly sees them.

third person, dual pov.

slow burn lizzie young and gerard gibson