Caitlyn Caoimhe Biggs lives in a world that never feels quiet. She's stuck carrying more than she should, while her mind keeps running in circles she can't stop. Moving back from Dublin to Cork only makes everything feel louder. Maeve Marie Lynch knows how to keep control. She keeps people out, keeps herself steady, and never crosses lines she can't take back. Except for one single exception, which she never really managed to let go of. Years later, they end up face to face again. And suddenly, nothing feels as simple as it used to.

Éabha Holland grew up learning to tiptoe--around glass on the floor, around her father's moods, around a kind of love that hurt as much as it held her. She's running out of ways to stay numb. Her dad's addiction taught her how to disappear; hers might finish the job. AJ Lynch has his own shadows--a family name that carries both pride and wreckage, a temper that burns too hot, and a soft spot for the girl who never learned to ask for help.

Niamh Wilkinson learned early that love doesn't come easy. With a mother who tears her down at every turn, she's built a tough exterior--sharp words and a need to prove she's untouchable. But beneath it all, she aches for someone to see her. Rory Kavanagh has seen her since the beginning. He was just a boy, eight years old, sitting in his best friend's kitchen the first time Niamh walked in--and he's been hopelessly hooked ever since. Now he's trying to win her attention with persistence, humor, and a heart that refuses to quit.

"𝑺𝒐 𝑰 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆" ────୨ৎ──── "𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖." "𝑷𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆?" "𝑰 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆." Bot male oc x bot fem oc ────୨ৎ────