Maya thought returning to her family's remote lake cabin would give her space to recover-from burnout, from heartbreak, from the slow collapse of a life that no longer felt like hers.
Instead, the forest seems to remember her.
The deeper she settles into the isolation of the woods, the stranger things become. Birds fall silent outside her window. Roots shift beneath the cabin overnight. Her boyfriend returns from a walk through the trees subtly changed-more attentive, more patient, more devoted than he has ever been before.
And somewhere beyond the tree line, something ancient is watching.
As the boundary between comfort and fear begins to erode, Maya finds herself drawn toward a presence in the forest that understands her loneliness with terrifying intimacy. But the woods surrounding the cabin are old, hungry, and alive with memory-and some forms of love do not let go.
Darkly romantic and deeply unsettling, The Roots Know Her Name is a gothic horror novel about obsession, grief, and the horror of being truly seen.