It Was Never About You
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- Chapitres 9
En cours d'écriture44m
Dernière publication jeu., juil. 3, 2025
They say every story starts with a girl.
A girl with secrets. With wide eyes. With hands that won't stop shaking.
But mine starts in Montemira, a town that barely exists on maps, where the sky hangs too low and people talk like they're trying to forget.
That's where Isla went missing.
Seventeen. Brilliant. Gone.
And no one remembers her. Not even her mother.
Except me.
I remember everything.
Or... I thought I did.
They said I was grieving. Obsessed. But this isn't a ghost story.
Something happened here.
Something the town buried deep.
This is everything I found.
And maybe... everything I lost.
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