Some cups stay warm. Some ghosts don’t knock. Some stories never end—until you finish them.

Dirty Canvas is not your usual love story.
It stains —it aches.This is a novel stitched with letters never sent, grief that smells like rain, and a canvas that paints back. A woman lives with the memory of a man who may be gone, but never quite leaves. As unfinished rooms and quiet teacups speak louder than words, Dirty Canvas explores the beauty and brutality of what remains when people go… but their stories don’t.If you've ever whispered to an empty chair, saved a biscuit for someone who never returned, or wondered what grief would say if it spoke—
this book is already yours.