Ivy Ember, a seventeen-year-old girl, would describe herself as empty, lifeless, as if something essential were missing.
She lives with a toxic mother and a father she's never met.
She survives through the cuts on her skin, through the poems and stories she writes in her notebook.
She doesn't want to be the protagonist of anything: Ivy doesn't participate-she just observes.
She's not looking for love. No one could love someone as broken as she is.
All she wants is to disappear.
Ethan Owen, a nineteen-year-old guy, is a recent survivor of drug abuse.
He bears both visible and invisible scars.
Ethan always seems happy... but is he really?
Sometimes, he uses anger as a shield, and it's gotten him into a lot of trouble.
He wants to be the best version of himself, and lately, it seems like he's getting there.
He always carries a camera with him.
He takes photos quietly, almost like he's trying to freeze time-or make it hurt a little less.
He says that every photo is proof that something, for a moment, was real.
He shoots to not forget... or maybe just to remember the parts he wants to.
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Both of them attend the same facility:
"The Threshold."
They called it that because no one ever came out the same as when they went in.
It was a center for troubled teens, a place suspended between who you are and who you could become... or who you once were and would never be again.
In that place, many adults looked at the teens as if they were already beyond the point of no return-beyond redemption, beyond hope.
To some of them, you were nothing but cosmic waste; to others, you were still worth saving.
They were like judges: some looked at you as a lost cause, and others still wanted to offer you a second chance at life.
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