Right now, I'm writing just one story.
UNREAD.

A story told through unsent messages, late-night drafts, and conversations that never reached where they were meant to.

I'm not trying to write loud stories.
I'm writing the quiet ones -
the kind you feel more than you read.

Each chapter of UNREAD is a moment.
A pause.
A blinking cursor between what was typed and what was never sent.

If you've ever opened a chat and closed it again,
saved a message instead of sending it,
or found yourself staring at a screen longer than you'd like to admit -
you'll understand this story.

This space is small for now.
But honest.