Every knot was a logical conclusion. Every loop was a memory she had verified twice. This was the Infernal Restraint of the Sound Mind—a prison built not by a villain, but by her own sanity.
The question isn’t whether you’ll go mad. The question is: what part of you have you locked away in the name of sanity? And what would it take to set it free—even for an afternoon?
But then Riley remembered something. A flaw. A single, beautiful, irrational memory from childhood: jumping off a garage roof into a pile of leaves because the wind felt right. She hadn't calculated the height. She hadn't assessed the risk of broken branches. She had just… leaped.
Pirated versions often have formatting errors, missing chapters, or incorrect text.
Every knot was a logical conclusion. Every loop was a memory she had verified twice. This was the Infernal Restraint of the Sound Mind—a prison built not by a villain, but by her own sanity.
The question isn’t whether you’ll go mad. The question is: what part of you have you locked away in the name of sanity? And what would it take to set it free—even for an afternoon?
But then Riley remembered something. A flaw. A single, beautiful, irrational memory from childhood: jumping off a garage roof into a pile of leaves because the wind felt right. She hadn't calculated the height. She hadn't assessed the risk of broken branches. She had just… leaped.
Pirated versions often have formatting errors, missing chapters, or incorrect text.