I know, I know. Another dumb story about my life and my friends. But with a twist. What if? What if we were? What if we were crazy? What if we were Happy? What if we were confused? What if we knew? I don't know. What if? What if you did something? Something terrible? But we don't know that. Hell, who does? I'm up writing this and I don't know me. You don't know me. I don't know you. I don't know them. What if we didn't know? What if I can't tell them? What if... The world was going to end if you didn't read this book. What if we were going to end. What if I knew the whole time? What if he didn't say those three words? Would it matter? What if we were insane? So what if I'm crazy, the best people are.
This wasn't love. It was madness.
A certain type of madness I didn't know how to stop nor could I prove. What tore me apart was the fact it was coming from a man I thought was my friend, my family, my rock to lean on.
Instead of being a rock to lean on. He turned out to be a rock that crushed you and everyone else around you. He turned out to be a killer that no one else believes.
Melanie, and Alex, best friends for a long time. Alex was the epitome of best friend. However when people start getting killed and it somehow links back to Alex. Melanie gets suspicious. Especially after that one call that changed everything.
Now let's see who would win. Alex's madness or Melanie who would do anything for justice.