Amelia just an average, pitiful teenager.

Depressed. Deprived. Unwanted. A girl who never had friends, never felt attractive, never belonged. She disliked school. She disliked everything.

She lives with her mother Margot, a famous pianist. A woman so incredibly gifted yet so completely destroyed. A drug addict. A bad parent. They were everything a mother and daughter should never be.

No warmth, no love. Only silence so dense that it smothered. Only a house heavy with drugs, cigarette smoke and anger. Amelia lived years imprisoned within that loneliness, clawing at the walls of her own life. No one ever noticed her, no one ever mattered. So, she formed an alliance.

Out of thin air. A chair. A fucking chair. Her imagination, her sole solace. And then even that was taken from her.

What follows is more than horrific. The conclusion? Unspeakable. Unforgivable. The kind of conclusion that doesn't merely...