Everyone said she was safe.
That she was home.
That everything was over.
Back in a village that remembers more than it admits, she tries to rebuild her life piece by piece alongside Clara, who is still learning what it means to feel safe at all. For a while, things almost seem normal. Quiet. Manageable.
As Eliza begins to find her footing again, she also begins to realise how easily control can disguise itself as care and how quickly safety can become something else entirely.
Because not all harm is loud.
And not all love is kind.