About My Latest Book
Broken Glass
Purchase NowFrom the very beginning of her existence, Isobel loathed herself. To her core, she believed she was a terrible person – a monster. Her sister’s death forced her to look that brokenness in the face. She believed it so fervently that she eventually made it into reality.
It took years to master manipulation to the point where she was her own victim. Reality was scarcely under her bloody fingertips, an instrument she liked to play with, tuning the cords as she pleased, regardless of who might die in the process. The truth about Isobel is she doesn’t like the real world, because it took her sister away. So, instead, she clung to whatever kept her grief at arm’s length. She kept pretending.
There’s a side of her not even she can compete against. She has broken the glass, what’s done is done. And you can’t correctly piece together millions of broken pieces of glass – you can’t put together a shattered, broken heart. The microscopic pieces were the most crucial, and the most difficult to see, especially to a blind eye.
At the end of the day, Isobel has to choose between the bottle of pills and her crumbling sanity. And her family has to decide whether this puzzle is worth all this torture, or if they should run for their lives while they still can.
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