Fawn (Blackfang Barons #1)

by Elaina Jadin

It’s strange, the details you remember from traumatic events. Some moments are gone, lost forever like puzzle pieces that immediately fell through the cracks into the abyss. Other parts are so vivid and crisp, it’s as if time slowed down and recorded every sight, sound, and sensation with brutal clarity.

Frère Jacques, Frère Jacques, dormez-vous? Dormez-vous? Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matines, ding dang dong.

I’m a girl who’s gone mad so quietly that no one notices all the cracks I’m barely holding together.

I’m nothing more than a broken thing, masquerading as something whole. One day my pieces will finally split apart, and I’ll shatter at last.