Some men survive tragedies. Some men become them.
Henry Rothwell is famous for surviving. A fire made him a household name. Everything else followed—a bestselling memoir, sold-out lecture halls, a reputation built on survival.
When I earn the assistantship at Wexley, Henry Rothwell is already a fixture. A famous author. An untouchable professor. A story everyone assumes is complete. They’re wrong.
Up close, his survival isn’t clean. The details don’t line up. The silence feels intentional. Whatever lives beneath the version he presents presses closer the longer I stay.
Henry Rothwell isn’t what the world believes.
And whatever he really is— I’m close enough now to find out.
