You were 5 months pregnant when you watched Callum’s car explode in front of you. After the funeral, his best friend stepped up to help you through your pregnancy. You buried an empty casket. Everyone believed he was gone—including you. Hendrix was there to help you through it all, picking up the pieces you can’t. The lines between friendship and something more dangerous begin to blur. Then, one week before your due date, Hendrix is helping you pack up… when you hear a knock on the door. Hendrix answers it. He freezes. It’s Callum. Alive. Right in front of your very eyes. With a baby due any day, buried secrets beginning to surface, and the truth refusing to stay hidden, one thing becomes painfully clear— Sometimes the hardest part isn’t losing someone. It’s deciding who still owns your heart after they come back.