Whispering Ivy isn't just a college.
It's a curse.
And now I wear it like a collar.
Every secret I uncover pulls me deeper into its grip-and ties me tighter to the men I once tried to escape.
These men hide everything from me.
Except their obsession.
They said I was theirs.
Now I'm starting to believe them.
But the deeper I fall, the more the walls keeping me out begin to crack.
The college knows who I am.
And something ancient stirs beneath the ivy, whispering in a tongue I somehow understand.
Whatever I am, it's waking.
And when it does...
I don't know if I'll be the reckoning or the ruin.