In a quiet Parisian café, a sensitive but fragile writer meets a beguiling stranger whose warmth seems to illuminate the deepest shadows of his wandering mind. What begins as a simple conversation over black coffee unfurls into a charged dance of intimacy, illusion, and recognition. Between cigarette smoke, gentle laughter, and the tremors beneath their words, the boundaries between memory and desire blur. As their connection deepens, the writer is forced to confront the mysteries of himself reflected in her gaze.

When she wakes up to 17 voicemails from a stranger, curiosity turns to terror... and desire. Each message whispers secrets only someone watching could know pulling her deeper into a game of fear and seduction. As the lines between pleasure and horror blur, she discovers the voicemails were never just calls...they were invitations. And now, she’s already inside him… and he’s inside her

Leaving is the Hardest Part tells the poignant story of a love that begins with vibrant passion and slowly unravels under the weight of life’s realities. It captures the evolution of a relationship from euphoric beginnings, through the bittersweet sweetness of early days, to the gradual appearance of cracks that widen into an unbridgeable distance.

I knew that it was wrong. I knew loving a killer was wrong.