Author: Yessi Smith
Published by Self-Published
Release Date January 14, 2016
Genres: Dark Romance, Romantic Suspense
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I am a blank canvas that even the artist in me doesn’t know how to fill. My life started the day I escaped and woke up in the hospital.
Escaped from reality. Escaped from fear. Escaped from him.
Nothing exists before that, and as the days trickle by, I’m positive there’s nothing after that either.
I try though. For Poppa, who hasn’t left my side since I woke up, I try to live.
But every attempt is futile. So I escape again and start fresh on a small island, where there aren’t any expectations to fulfill. Where family and friends I don’t remember can’t look at me with sadness and disappointment.
And when Travis Keillar comes into my life everything changes. The memories I’ve lost become unimportant to the memories I’m creating with him. For the first time since I opened my eyes that fateful day in the hospital, life smiles back at me.
Until it doesn’t.
Until he comes back for me.
For revenge of crimes I don’t remember committing.
Title: Life Interrupted
Author: Yessi Smith
Genre: Dark Romantic Suspense
Release Date: January 14, 2016
Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations
It doesn’t happen very often, but every now and then, like now, the loneliness that I’ve become accustomed to creeps in and settles uncomfortably in the pit of my stomach. The only solution I’ve come up with is sleep. Sleep, like drawing, is an escape I look forward to unless one of my nightmares comes to haunt me. While the nightmares don’t hit me like they did when I first left the hospital, they’re still there, resting below the surface, just waiting to strike.
Not wanting to wallow, I gaze up at the sky and look at the stars, whose promises and allure call to me. I leave my phone and the unanswered texts from Derrick, and I take my glass of wine down the rocky path to the beach where I slip off my sandals and dig my feet into the sand. Enjoying the soft rumble of the sea, I continue to look at the stars, and I let out a quiet sigh.
“Don’t fall apart,” I tell myself, bracing my arms around my chest as the pending storm collects in my chest.
Without preamble, Leeloo comes barreling down the beach, startling me in the process. Laughter rumbles from my belly when she rolls onto her back and wiggles herself in the sand, but Travis frightens me further when he touches my shoulder so softly that I barely feel it. After a loud shriek, Travis tentatively rests his hand on my shoulder before he takes my wine from me and takes a sip for himself.
“Do you know how stars are born?” Travis asks, staring straight ahead into the darkness looming over the ocean.
I shake my head stare into the daunting black, feeling suddenly vulnerable with Travis so close to me. He puts his hand back on my shoulder, and I tremble under his touch.
“A gaseous nebula must fall apart. It has to breakdown, and just when it thinks it’s met its destruction, a star is born.”
Strands of my hair dance across my face when I tilt it upward to look at him, and my lungs fill with hope.
“So fall apart.” He shrugs. “It’s the only way to be reborn.”