When she closed the PDF, the etching in the frontispiece felt less like a portrait and more like a promise. Darling Venom hadn’t poisoned her; it had shown her where her wounds were and, perversely, taught her how to stitch them closed. There was risk in that stitch—raw thread crossing skin—but there was also artistry. In the months that followed, Mara learned to read the small adjustments the book required: taking wrong turns to discover new alleys, letting a stranger borrow a cup of your loneliness and return it fuller.
Because the book is not always stocked in physical bookstores (and was originally a Kindle Unlimited title), many turn to PDF search engines to find it.
"To the reader who found this page, know that stories are not neutral. We carry them into rooms where they rearrange the furniture."
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