LOGINBEHIND HER EYES Eighteen-year-old Gwen lives what seems to be an ordinary life in New York City. She has a loving mother, two inseparable best friends, and dreams of becoming a fashion designer. Between senior year, her internship at a prestigious fashion house, and her growing feelings for Han Ji-won, a captivating Korean exchange student, Gwen believes her future is finally beginning to take shape. But after a tragic event changes everything, Gwen starts uncovering truths that shatter her understanding of reality. The life she has always known is not what it seems. Beyond the world Gwen remembers lies Aragonia, a ruined kingdom waiting for its lost savior. As secrets unravel and hidden truths come to light, Gwen must discover who she truly is, confront a powerful enemy, and fight for a world she never knew existed. Caught between two lives, two worlds, and the people she loves, Gwen must decide what is real, what is worth fighting for, and whether some bonds can exist beyond the boundaries of reality itself. Behind Her Eyes is a psychological fantasy mystery about identity, love, destiny, and the hidden truths that shape who we are.
View MoreGwen decided the voice had been a dream.Not the kind where you wake up and immediately remember everything.The other kind.The kind that leaves a strange feeling behind but no real evidence.Because there had been no one behind her.She had checked.The fashion house had been full of people. Maya had been at her desk. Ariana had been sorting through garments. Someone had been laughing near the fitting rooms.Nobody had said anything.Nobody had even looked at her.So when Gwen left work that evening, she made a decision.She wasn’t going to think about it anymore.The bracelet was just a bracelet.The attic was just an attic.The photograph was just an old photograph.The voice had been her imagination.And the reflection—Gwen stopped walking.She had almost forgotten about that.Her reflection had smiled.She remembered it clearly.Too clearly.Gwen shook her head.“No.”She kept walking.She had been tired.That was all.People saw strange things when they were exhausted.She’d r
The first strange thing happened on a Tuesday.Gwen didn’t notice it.At least, not at first.It was the kind of morning that felt too ordinary to remember.She woke up late.Again.Her alarm had been ringing for nearly ten minutes before she finally surfaced from sleep, and when she opened her eyes, she stared at the ceiling with the exhausted realization that she had somehow managed to lose another battle against time.“Gwen!”Her mother’s voice came from downstairs.“I’M UP!”“You said that five minutes ago!”“I’M ACTUALLY UP NOW!”“You better be!”Gwen threw the covers aside.She grabbed her phone.7:36.“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”She jumped out of bed.Her phone buzzed.She glanced at it.JI-WON: You alive?Gwen smiled despite herself.GWEN: Barely.JI-WON: Again?GWEN: Don’t judge me.JI-WON: I am judging you.Gwen laughed as she hurried toward her closet.She threw on a pair of jeans, a fitted top, and a jacket, grabbed her bag, ran a brush through her hair, and somehow
Gwen woke up to the sound of her alarm screaming from somewhere beneath her pillow.She groaned.“Five more minutes.”The alarm continued.Gwen reached blindly across her bed, knocking over the book she’d fallen asleep reading, a hair clip, and an empty glass of water before finally finding her phone.She slapped the screen.Silence.For approximately three seconds.Then her phone buzzed again.Gwen opened one eye.MOM: You have twenty minutes.Gwen stared at the message.Then another one appeared.MOM: And don’t pretend you didn’t hear your alarm.A smile pulled at the corner of her mouth.“Traitor,” Gwen muttered.She threw the blanket off and sat up.Her room was already bright with morning sunlight spilling through the curtains. Sketches covered the desk in organized chaos—dress silhouettes, fabric ideas, shoe designs, random notes she’d written at two in the morning because she’d suddenly decided they were brilliant.Most of them were not.Some were.She reached for her phone aga
At eighteen, Gwen had mastered the art of pretending she had her life together.She had not.Not even remotely.But she looked like she did.Every morning, she walked through the streets of New York City with her headphones in, her coffee in one hand, and a confidence she had spent years perfecting in the other.The city was already awake before she was.Taxi horns filled the streets.People hurried past one another with phones pressed to their ears.Street vendors shouted over the noise.The smell of coffee, perfume, rain, and warm bread seemed to exist everywhere at once.Gwen loved it.She loved the chaos.She loved the lights.She loved the fact that there was always somewhere to go and something happening.Most of all, she loved knowing that somewhere inside all that noise was her own little life.Her mother.Her two best friends.Her school.Her internship.Her plans.Her stupidly enormous crush.Her future.Everything felt exactly where it belonged.At least, that was what Gwen












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