Description
The third book in The Light Between Storms series, following The Light Between Storms and The Fire Between Shadows. Though this story stands alone, the first two books paint the storms and shadows that make this silence sharper. Senna has always lived by rules no one else can see: steps measured in even counts, belongings kept in perfect order, silence used as shield. It is the only way the world makes sense. But war does not bend to ritual, and now the weight of memory has carved new cracks into her careful structure. Nightmares. Flashbacks. The kind of silence that does not soothe but strangles. Crosshair is the last person anyone would call gentle. Detached, cutting, impossible to read, his presence raises more questions than comfort. The sniper whose words cut deeper than his aim, he has no patience for weakness and even less for kindness. So how could someone like him, already unsettled by feelings he does not understand, ever hope to reach someone as fractured as her?
Authors Note
