Her face is scarred. Her past erased. And the memories stirring in the dark threaten the fragile happiness she clings to.
After three lost years in a catatonic stupor, a nameless woman awakens in a convent infirmary, remembering nothing of the life she lived before the violent incident that disfigured her.
As the fog begins to lift, Andrew is there like a fragile promise—a handsome young attorney who has watched over her with fierce love and unwavering devotion. With desperate, aching hope, she dares to imagine a future at his side.
But her sleep is haunted. A man’s voice. A child’s cry. A family she may already belong to—waiting somewhere beyond the locked door of her mind.
Terrified of losing Andrew, she submits to a risky, experimental procedure to recover what she has lost. What emerges is so devastating, so irrevocable, that nothing in her carefully rebuilt world will survive it.
What if the woman she once was could destroy the woman she longs to be?
A tragic, atmospheric descent into buried identity, forbidden memory, and a love undone by the truth.
I have read other books by this author and enjoyed them, because I love Gothics and this is what she writes, and she writes them well. I loved the twists in this story and was glued to the book from the second half until I finished.
