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Ongoing, First published Oct 16, 2025
"Some scars don't fade - they just learn how to breathe."

Layla Thomas came to Harlem to disappear.
After losing almost everything - the love she trusted, the future she planned, the self she used to recognize - all she wants now is silence. A new start. Something that feels like hers again.

One night, she finds herself standing outside a hidden tattoo studio with a sign that reads Ink & Ashes. Inside is Dave, a man with inked hands, a calm voice, and eyes that seem to see straight through her defenses. He doesn't ask for details. He just asks what the mark means - and somehow, that's the first time anyone's really asked her anything that mattered.

What starts as one tattoo becomes a ritual. Late nights turn into confessions between strangers, stories traded in low light and cigarette smoke. But Dave East has his own ghosts - the kind that don't stay buried for long.

In a city that never stops moving, two broken souls find something dangerously still in each other. But when the past catches up, both will have to decide if love built from pain can survive the fire that made it.
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At just fifteen, Layla grows up in a house too full of people and not enough love. The walls shake from arguments, fists hit harder than words, and the scent of weed fills the air like a constant reminder that escape is the only way to breathe. She's the quiet one holding everyone together while trying not to fall apart. Then she meets Aiden, an older boy who seems like peace in the middle of her storm. He listens, he understands, and for a moment she believes she's finally found something real. But when he says he's not ready for a relationship, her world crumbles. The one person she thought saw her disappears, and she's left fighting her own mind the urge to cut, the feeling of numbness, the weight of being invisible in a house full of chaos. This is a story about growing up too fast, learning to survive heartbreak, and finding a reason to keep living when everything feels hopeless.