Lana Mira

Once, I lived the right way. I never allowed myself too much. I was the girl people were proud of. And then I was broken. So I made a decision — to be wrong. A club. A night with a stranger. A world where everything is for sale — except feelings. I was supposed to survive. Instead, I began to rise. Everyone wanted me. And soon, I started wanting it too. But when people reach for you, there is always someone ready to pull you under. This is not just an erotic story. It is a story about a fall that looks like a rise. And about the question that hurts until the very last page: What if love is just another game?

This story is told in the first person — like a heartfelt conversation with a friend in the kitchen, wrapped in a blanket, with a cup of tea in your hands: honest, warm, and deeply personal. Together with the heroine, you will go through betrayal, loss, self-doubt, loneliness, struggle, a new job, weight loss, the first steps toward self-discovery, a romance, doubts, hope — and those simple, happy mornings when waking up is no longer frightening. This is more than just a story. It is a journey back to yourself — one that echoes in every heart.