Nobody notices when you disappear. Not really. Not your father, who only calls when he needs something. Not your ex, who taught you that being loved and being used can look alarmingly similar. Not the town you’ve lived in for three years, where everybody knows your name but nobody really knows you. Except him. Gabriel Mercer has been watching you leave pieces of yourself behind for years. The extra shifts. The fake smiles. The way you always say you’re fine before anyone can ask twice. He tells himself he notices because he’s older. Because he’s known loss. Because somebody should. Then one winter night, you don’t show up for work. And Gabriel realizes the line between caring and obsession disappeared a long time ago.