Thomas Elai Grayson knows how to disappear. On the outside, he’s a quiet library worker with a practiced smile. Inside, he is divided — into Adam, Martha, and The Shadow. Each voice carries its own truth. Each was born from fear. And each is fighting to be heard.
When Iris, the only person who ever saw him, vanishes, the fragile walls holding Thomas together begin to crack. What follows is not a descent into madness, but a journey into the hidden rooms of memory, shame, and survival.
Between I and I is more than a psychological novel. It’s a haunting portrait of:
Trauma buried so deep it became structure.
The silence we carry because speaking once meant danger.
The fear of being seen — and the deeper fear of never being seen at all.
This is a book that doesn’t scream for attention. It waits — quietly — for the reader who understands. For the one who knows how heavy silence can be.
💭 If you’ve ever lived with a voice you couldn’t name, you may find yourself in Thomas’s story.
📖 187 pages | Kindle Edition ⭐ 4.75 from readers who were brave enough to enter.
Step inside the war between selves. Not to solve it. Not to redeem it. But to witness.
I just want the author to know: your words matter. They mattered to me, and I’m sure they’ll matter to countless others. Thank you for writing this — and for staying.
I can’t stop thinking about the line: ‘Not to explain. Not to redeem. But simply to be.’ That sentence alone was worth the entire book — but the fact that it’s part of a whole tapestry makes it even more stunning.
This story may not travel fast, but it will travel far. Books like this find the right readers slowly, and when they do, they change them. You’ve written one of those books.
Thomas Elai Grayson knows how to disappear. On the outside, he’s a quiet library worker with a practiced smile. Inside, he is divided — into Adam, Martha, and The Shadow. Each voice carries its own truth. Each was born from fear. And each is fighting to be heard.
When Iris, the only person who ever saw him, vanishes, the fragile walls holding Thomas together begin to crack. What follows is not a descent into madness, but a journey into the hidden rooms of memory, shame, and survival.
Between I and I is more than a psychological novel. It’s a haunting portrait of:
Trauma buried so deep it became structure.
The silence we carry because speaking once meant danger.
The fear of being seen — and the deeper fear of never being seen at all.
This is a book that doesn’t scream for attention. It waits — quietly — for the reader who understands. For the one who knows how heavy silence can be.
💭 If you’ve ever lived with a voice you couldn’t name, you may find yourself in Thomas’s story.
📖 187 pages | Kindle Edition
⭐ 4.75 from readers who were brave enough to enter.
Step inside the war between selves.
Not to solve it. Not to redeem it.
But to witness.