e y

ghost. A silent shadow tether

uder about her obsession. "A.N." was madly in love with the city's most renowned and arrogant art cri

ruth. They didn't know

r Lily had been dying. The doctors had given up. Ava, a

s life in exchange for Ava' s voice and identity. The price was to become a dedicated

nd false smiles. Ethan stood at the center of it all, a king in his court

ice was low, laced with the usual condescension. "If you

dol. His "white moonlight," the one he trul

specific clay and tools needed to mimic Vivienne' s signature style. She had studied Vivienne' s work

of his coffee to the brand of his cigarettes. She was his perfect, silent muse, and also his

nger. Her mission was almost over.

th anniversary. It was

he never came home. The clock ticked past midnight. The food grew cold on the table. W

he driveway finally cam

hen he saw the empty dining room and her ab

He ripped the blanke

luttered ope

red, his voice sha

n autopilot. Her bare feet were unsteady with sleep,

ant to do it, there are plenty of others who would.

ng the silence. As she bent over to check the temperature, her foot slipped on a stray drop of wate

ep from making a soun

n't move to help her. He just looked down at

mped over to the medical kit, tending

tantly softening, changing completely from the harsh tone he used

"You're back? Of course, I have tim

lled. She could

edible," Ethan continued, his voice full of admiration

a fortune, while Ava was in debt trying to mi

the old silver locket she always wore. It was a gift from the System.

n: 30 days, 3 ho

nd wa

, a cheap, old model, be

nable to speak,

u drove her abroad, and now that she' s finally back after her divorce, you' re making her unhappy again! E