She was eight when they took her father away. Yn grew up shuttling between two parents who couldn't stand each other—until the night police sirens lit up her bedroom window and her father vanished behind bars. Her mother refused to explain, refused to let Yn visit, refused to even speak his name. But Yn never stopped believing. At ten, she started writing him letters. Secret letters. Letters her mother could never find out about. For seven years, they corresponded in silence—a daughter clinging to the father she lost, a father holding onto the only reason he had left to hope. Now Yn is seventeen, days away from eighteen, and Rick Hawthorne is finally being released. Her mother still doesn't know about the letters. She doesn't know Yn has been planning this moment for years. But some secrets can't stay buried forever. And some reunions are worth risking everything for. --- The past never really lets go. Neither does she.