Hello everyone,

I began writing Sun Flower in 2016, when the story was still raw, still small, and had no clear sense of where it would go. It started as a scattered note, an unnamed feeling, written down simply so it would not be forgotten.

Over the years, I returned to Sun Flower more than once. Each time, I was a different person. I understood more, I had lost more, and I had learned to love more deeply. Because of that, the story did not remain still. It grew alongside me, changing its shape and its rhythm, carrying silences, fractures, and moments of quiet light.

Today, Sun Flower is complete. Not because it has become perfect, but because I have reached a place where I can set the pen down and say that I have told what needed to be told, whole and honest in the truest way I could manage.

Thank you for staying, for reading, and for feeling along the way.If Sun Flower touches even a small corner of you, then its long journey, and mine, has not been in vain.—  Edgar Vu