My Name Is Ophelia

Some deaths don’t leave corpses. . . Ophelia thrives on a dangerous fixation towards Henry, as he starts a relationship with someone else. She forgets that their unusual link was driven by safety and not love. But her obsession is hardly a measure to her true madness. Rather, a cruel history follows her, carted by fleeting memories of trauma, mental chaos, and a perpetual concern for an adversary whose identity is yet to be known. Ophelia is being hunted but she hardly understands the weight of that reality. She meets Noah, a jovial yet enigmatic character. His arrival offers an enticing future, the kind he once dreamed of with Henry. Yet riding behind him is her past life, thirsting for remembrance. It’s the same one that robbed her of her youth. Then something happens, something that forces her on the cusp of a decision. Whether Ophelia succumbs to her desire for freedom or yields to Henry’s strong resolve in keeping her under his protection, she remains tethered to a looming threat and a mind that cannot be trusted.