The Shadows we Bury

She has everything.The house that faces the water. The work she was born to do. The man who turns toward her even in his sleep, whose love is steady and warm and more than she has ever let herself fully receive.She has built this life carefully. Deliberately. From the wreckage of things she does not speak about.And she was managing. She was more than managing.Until the mornings started bringing things with them.A scent through open doors. A song from another room. And then the other versions of herself, the lives she did not choose, arriving uninvited at the edges of her beautiful present life and refusing, with quiet persistence, to leave.She tells herself it is memory. Nostalgia. The particular ache of a woman who has lived fully and carries it all with her.She does not tell herself about the day on the boat. The one that began in pure joy and ended in a way her mind has never been willing to reach.Not yet.The Shadows We Bury is a novel about the lives we choose and the ones we don't. About the loves that break us open and the ones that hold us together. About the truths we keep in the deepest rooms of ourselves, certain they are safer there.And about what happens when they finally rise.This is only the beginning. The story continues in The Light We Bring.

Pagina's: 250, Paperback, Independently published