Debut Author Emotional Romance | The Wounds Behind Let It Fall

I didn’t write this book to be read. I wrote it because it was eating me alive. Because the characters showed up before the plot did. Because Xavier was standing in the dark with a knife in his hand and too much pain in his chest that he didn’t know how to process. Because Giselle couldn’t cry anymore, and Chris… Chris was the light I didn’t know I needed until I created him.

Let It Fall isn’t entirely about love. Not really. It’s about ache and grief and silence. It’s about the pain you carry when your chest still rises and falls, but everything inside feels like it’s already gone. Like a void. Like darkness. Like you don’t know how to stop breathing, but you also don’t know how to live…

Xavier: The Edge of a Breakdown

Xavier came first. And when he did, he came bleeding.

He was never written to be hated. He was written to be understood. Or maybe not even that. Maybe just seen. As he was. Messy. Violent. Desperate. Hurting.

He says things like: “I want it to stop. I want the screaming to stop. I want to stop.”

And he means it. Every word. Writing Xavier was like sitting in a room with someone who didn’t want to live but couldn’t figure out how to die either. His scenes didn’t feel fictional. They felt remembered.

I remember a reader come up to me and say, “You did Xavier dirty.” And in that moment, I wanted to say a lot. I wanted to say that it was all I had at that time. That it was the only way out I could see. That I didn’t know how to quiet the mind any other way.

Giselle: The Girl Who Doesn’t Cry

Giselle is layered grief. Giselle’s grief sometimes hard to relate to by many people. The world tells you you’re lucky to be alive. You try to see all the positive things. And you try to remain hidden. And cry in silence. Because Giselle’s grief is the kind that gets called “dramatic” when it shows.

She’s numb. Detached. And when people ask why she can’t love them back, she doesn’t know how to explain it.

“I don’t know how to feel anymore,” she says. “I keep trying, but it’s like something in me broke. I can’t put it back together.”

She’s the part of me that forgot how to ask for help. The part that survived loss by pretending nothing happened. Giselle is exactly how I reacted when faced with loss. Her grief is what cost me years and year of my life because I didn’t know how to process it all.

Chris: The Light I Needed

Chris was never supposed to be the main love interest. But he showed up and refused to leave. He kept loving her even when she was unreachable. He stayed when everyone else walked out. He became the kind of character I needed to exist when I was trying to survive.

“I’ve loved you from the moment I saw you. Even when you loved someone else.”

He’s soft, but never weak. He’s quiet, but never passive. He’s the kind of love that doesn’t ask to be returned. He just wants her to breathe. He just wants her to thrive. He knows her to the strands of her hair. He knows the different versions of her smile.

And when she says she doesn’t know how to love him back, he doesn’t flinch. He says: “Loving you is not a transaction. I will always be here for you even if you don’t love me back.”

That’s Chris. That’s the light I wrote into the dark.

Let It Fall: A Debut That Hurt Before It Healed

I’m a debut author. And Let It Fall is not a safe book. It’s not polished. It’s not sweet. It’s a scream buried under soft sentences. Every chapter came from something real: a memory, a fear, a version of myself I’ve tried to bury.

It’s an emotional romance, yes. But more than that, it’s a love letter to the ones who stayed. To the ones who hurt. To the ones who didn’t know how to keep going but did anyway.

If You’ve Ever Been Xavier, Giselle, or Chris…

This book is for you.

If you’ve ever tried to outrun yourself, if you’ve ever loved someone who couldn’t feel it, if you’ve ever whispered “I’m fine” with a blade in your hand or someone else’s name on your tongue, Let It Fall might feel like home.

And if you’ve ever needed someone like Chris, someone who loves without asking, stays without demanding, waits without expecting, he’s waiting for you in these pages.

Let It Fall is not a love story. It’s a story about what love looks like when everything else is falling apart.

Read it here. And maybe, break a little with me.