Synopsis

Years had etched themselves onto Silas, deepening the lines around his eyes and silvering his once-dark hair. He hadn’t returned to Havenwood in a decade, not since… well, not since *it* happened. Yet, here he stood, on the weathered porch of the old farmhouse, the scent of honeysuckle and damp earth stirring memories he thought long buried. A hesitant knock broke the silence, and the door creaked open to reveal a woman with eyes the color of the summer sky – a woman who held a piece of his past