Dear readers,
Before anything else, from the depths of my heart — thank you.
Thank you for believing in this story.
Thank you for allowing my fragile words to become part of your days.
Thank you for every second you spent here — for every comment, every smile, every silent page turned in the darkness of night.
You were not just readers.
You were the light that kept this story breathing.
You were my strength when I doubted myself, when the world felt distant, when the silence in my mind felt too loud.
But today…
I come to you not as an author — but as a human being standing in the middle of a storm I never expected.
It is with a heart heavy beyond words that I must pause this novel — not for a week, not for a month… but for an indefinite time.
No, this is not about mental exhaustion. I am not tired of the story. In truth, I still love this world more than I can say. I still dream of it. I still hear my characters speak when the night is quiet. They are alive in me, as bright as ever.
But real life… has pulled me somewhere else.
There are things happening in my personal world — private, complicated things — that I never thought I'd have to face. Responsibilities I cannot run from. Circumstances that twist the heart, that pull you in different directions. People I must protect. Choices I must make.
And so I've made the hardest one of all.
I will be stepping away from this story for now… and beginning a new novel.
Not because I've moved on. Not because I've fallen out of love. But because life has changed me. The person who wrote this book is not the person standing here now. And the story I must tell next… is the only one I have the strength to write in this moment.
Even writing these words feels like betrayal.
It feels like leaving someone I love behind in the rain.
But I need you to understand — this story is not dead.
It's simply sleeping, waiting for the right time to awaken.
One day, I will return — maybe a year from now, maybe longer — and when I do, I will carry all the pain, growth, and quiet strength I've gained to give this story the ending it deserves.
And if you're still here… I will cry. Truly.
Because that will mean the story still has a home in your heart.
Please forgive me for this. I never wanted to let go.
But life doesn't wait for us to finish writing our dreams.
This is not goodbye.
This is a pause — written in tears, sealed with hope, and carried on the trembling promise of a writer who still believes in her story.
With all my love,
— Silent_peacock