To my readers,
50,000 reads.
I don’t think I can fully explain what that number means to me, but I want to try.
When I started writing this story, it was just words in my head. A few scenes. A few characters I loved a little too much. I never imagined so many of you would read it, feel it, stay with it, and keep coming back.
Every read, every vote, every comment—long or short, emotional or chaotic—meant more to me than you know. You didn’t just read the story. You lived it with me. You got angry, you laughed, you cried, you defended characters, you argued, you cared. And that’s the greatest gift a writer can get.
This story exists because of you.
There were days I doubted myself. Days I wondered if anyone cared about these characters the way I did. And then I’d see a notification, a comment saying “I stayed up all night,” or “this broke me,” or “I can’t stop thinking about it,” and suddenly it was all worth it.
Thank you for choosing this story.
Thank you for trusting me with your time and emotions.
Thank you for staying until the end.
50k reads isn’t just a number to me—it’s 50,000 moments where someone chose my world.
And I’ll never forget that.
With all my love,
— M. S. Fenyx
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