Some absences are loud.
Others are quiet - patient, and shaped exactly like the person who should have been there.
Elara has spent her entire life in Saltgrove - a city of fog, shifting streets, and a sea that never quite lets you leave. For fifteen years, she has also lived with something else. Not a ghost. Not a delusion. But a presence she built herself - careful, constant, and incapable of hurting her.
He has no name.
He cannot leave.
And until now, he has always been enough.
Everything changes the day Elara walks into a bookshop to collect a blue scarf - and a man in the philosophy section looks up at her like he already knows where to look.
His name is Lucian.
And no one else can see him.
As Saltgrove begins to shift around her, Elara is forced to confront the fragile architecture of the life she has built - and the dangerous possibility of something real.
Because in a city where you see what you need to see, the line between so close and so far may be thinner than she ever imagined.
Book One of the Saltgrove Series