My brother ended his life without warning, leaving behind only one haunting request: “Don’t cry for me.”

I didn’t. Not at first.

But his silence left a hole inside me—one filled with guilt, rage, and an obsession to uncover the truth.

Then I found it. A world that mirrors ours—except everyone there is dead. Spirits stuck in the echoes of their pain, unable to move on. And somehow, I can help them.

I can touch their emotions. Untangle their regrets. Ease the torment of the living and the dead alike.

As I search for my brother’s spirit, I take on missions for the lost—hoping that each one brings me closer to understanding why he left me.

But the deeper I go, the more twisted the secrets become.

And when a spirit-bound stranger—mysterious, broken, and maddeningly familiar—starts to awaken feelings I never expected, I begin to question everything I thought I knew… about death, love, and my own power.
Because some truths are buried deep.
And some ghosts don’t want to be found.

The notebook wasn't the only thing he left behind.


Hidden behind his headboard was a letter. Torn in half, barely readable. But I saw my name.


Andra... I didn't mean for things to be like this. I needed to fix it. I just didn't know how. I didn't know how to face you.


Another figure stood beside Parker—a girl, translucent. Not Nadine. Not anyone I knew.


She looked at me and whispered, You'll see us all, soon.


Chapter 9 - Threads unraveling