β Scribed by Sarah Meuleman
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
From Vogue Amsterdam columnist Sarah Meuleman comes a haunting, whip-smart debut novel about second chances and the lengths one young woman will go to keep her dark secrets sealed in the past.
1996. In the sleepy hamlet of Bachte-Maria-Leerne, in the Belgian countryside, the residents are reeling from the disappearance of several young girls. The country is thrown into a state of emergency and even after the killer is apprehended, not all the girls missing are found alive, causing further alarm and political protests in the form of White Marches.
At the local school, St. Martin's High, the devastating news is met more with morbid fascination than fear among its students--except for twelve-year-old Sophie. Unlike her peers, Sophie knows what it's like to be afraid and never truly feel safe. The only time she feels a sense of security and belonging is when she's with her best friend Hannah... if only she could confide her darkest secrets to the girl she...
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