This book looks like a love letter.
But read closely—
It’s written from the wreckage.

Every line here carries the ache of someone who gave everything…
and watched it fall apart.

This isn’t the story of falling in love.
This is what’s left after love is gone—
The hollow mornings. The sleepless nights.
The voice that still says "I love you" long after they’ve stopped listening.

With Love, From the Ruins is a raw, haunting reflection of what it means
to be abandoned but still devoted.
To be broken but still full of love.
To lose them and still write with love—
from the ruins they left behind.