Chapter 1:

She wrote their names down so she wouldn't forget. She read them aloud so the world wouldn't ignore her.

Now, she's sitting on the edge of a rooftop with her legs dangling, a crowd gathering below, and that list in her lap.

And she's going to read every name out loud.

Because people always say "get over it." But no one ever asks what it costs to carry it.

This is her story. Her pain. Her voice.
And when she reaches the last name... everything changes.