Extraits

I'd always had a strange fascination with photography, seeing life through a lens. Kids still teased me about it now. But not Zach. He'd said it made me interesting.

He'd said our hopes and dreams and passions made us special.

He'd said I was special.

Until one day, I wasn't.

But sometimes... God, sometimes I just wanted to break free from the constant self-doubt and gnawing anxiety festering inside me.

Sometimes, despite all my better judgement, I just wanted to live.