Bohdi

Crazy eyes. You know the ones: the empty, soulless eyes of a person who has nothing left inside—nothing but a bottomless pit of insanity and desperation. Their eyes lose their sparkle, the very thing that makes them who they are. In place of that, you’ll find nothing more than bitterness. I have those eyes—that same broken soul. The only problem is, I can’t escape it. So I changed my life, started anew. But she found me. Now the lies I’ve kept wound deeply in my chest are unravelling. The truth has been set free. The person they thought I was… is no longer. The person she thought I was… has disappeared. Time is running out for me to get her back. The clock is nearing its end. I thought I had to fight before. Now, I’m about to learn its true meaning. And they’re about to discover the very darkest parts of me. They had better strap in—it’s going to be a wild ride.