A review by ardaboo
The Many Deaths of Laila Starr by Ram V

4.0

"It's what happens when things die. They go away, but you don't realize all the parts of you that they were holding up until after. And in the days that follow, the possibilities of what could've been begin to fall away. Leaving you with less, each time-- more precious, to be savored. Like a cigarette. The point of life, my friend, is to be smoked."