Dark Line

About This Novel

We wander in the gray area between revenge and love, like human outlines in a sketchbook. In this youthful game that begins with calculation, who is the real prey? When the bloody past emerged in the heavy rain, the hands on the piano keys finally trembled and tore up the sketchbook. It turned out that as early as the afternoon when the glass butterfly stopped, the misplaced hatred had been turned into hot sugar by the heartbeat. The love that grows in the ruins of lies will eventually bloom into a trembling transparent flower in the burning ashes of truth.

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