on Amazon temp for now, but will be reworked with new title sooner or later

Tamara’s Story: He rescued me from the streets, then he raped me. I forgave him. His lust for me was raw and insatiable and I surrendered to it. I loved him; I hated him. Then life’s misfortunes got in my way. Now I am his memory of my diary— like a pinned butterfly.

William’s Story: My beloved Tamara was dead. It was my fault. I couldn’t paint; I couldn’t live in that apartment; I couldn’t fall in love again. Then a stranger showed up who no one else could see. Was I talking to an angel, a demon, or had I finally gone mad with grief and guilt? He said things that made no sense, but I began to see my Tamara again.

When the world began to spin out of control as humanity rushed into a new era, my world became more complicated after I witnessed a murder the police said didn’t happen. So why suddenly was my life in danger?