The most dangerous lies are the ones we want to believe.
He was everything she never let herself want—until, one lie at a time, he moved into her home, her career, her head. Leaving should have been easy. It wasn’t.
At forty-three, Summer Morris is on the edge of a comeback. Her band, her art, a life that’s finally hers again.
Then Nikolai walks in, and he is everything she never let herself want. Immediate. Intense. Certain. He proposes before their first date is over, and she laughs, and she doesn’t say no.
She should have.
One lie at a time, he moves in—into her house, her career, her daughter’s silence, her own sense of what’s real. Everyone keeps telling her how lucky she is. Only Summer can feel the walls getting closer.
By the time she understands what he’s doing, the exits are gone.
A slow-burn psychological thriller about love, manipulation, and the lies we tell ourselves to keep believing. Because the first lie is never the one that destroys you.
