To Kill The One Who Loves You
For the ones who wander the twilight,
forever chasing the echoes of dreams that refuse to fade.
For those who find solace not in the light, but in the gentle hush of the dark,
where truth wears no mask and love is edged with sorrow.
To my kindred spirits-those who walk the razor-thin boundary between shadow and radiance, who understand that beauty is often tangled with ruin,
and that the heart speaks loudest in silence.
This tale is for those unafraid to wade into the depths, to embrace the ache of longing, the sting of betrayal, and the whisper of redemption.
For the seekers who crave stories without easy answers, for the sleepless ones who listen to the whispers of the night and hear poetry in the void.
You, who see the world in shades of grey, who find truth in contradictions and wonder in the bittersweet ache of love and loss-you are the reason this book exists.
May you find in these pages a reflection of the questions that haunt you, the ghosts you have named, and the fire that still smolders in the quiet chambers of your soul. This is a tribute to the restless, the relentless, the ones who refuse to be tamed.
The untamed, the unbroken, those who refuse to fade into the ordinary.
For you, this tale is woven.
But If you seek a tale of joy and certainty, you will not find it here. For this story has no gentle beginning, no soft conclusion-only the echoes of what was and what might have been.
