Jinane 🦢

Everyone who loved my novle,,
           I am so sorry but, I will delete it. 

Depressed.. 

I am trying to hold myself from not publishing the fourth chapter.
          
          

I just published Chapter three.. For those who read it:
              She woke up strapped to a chair, surrounding by paintings of herself—
          Painted in her own blood.
          He says it's love
          Maybe it's art
          But the canvas...moved
                And now I need your thoughts :))
          ——
          Is Lydia still Lydia..or maybe is something changing in her??
          
          Is Vincent really in love..or he is just taking control or even advantages in the name of love?
          
          What about the shadow behind the paintings—what do you think it wants?
          
          If you was her, would you scream or play along and still quiet to survive?
               Answer me in comments . 

Umm, as the writer of "Darling, you are beautiful to rot", I think I am falling in love with one of my character, and I know that you know who is it :))
            My Vincent.