There is a gaping hole in the middle of Lonna’s memories of the worst night of her life. Her body told her how it ended, but the details leading up to her lying hurt and sobbing on the bathroom floor have been lost.
How do you move forward when you’re not sure what you have to move on from?
How do you get your life back on track when you don’t know what happened to send it off the rails?
She makes a connection in the unlikeliest of places. Their bond is immediate—their pain similar and, at the same time, vastly different. As they work independently to recover from invisible wounds they are not ready to share with each other, they find their path to healing may leave a fiery trail across the landscape of what used to be their lives.