"He gave her a choice. But it was never freedom-it was punishment." Seventeen-year-old Sarah was quiet, careful, and kind-hearted-until she entered his world. Andrew Knight. Twenty-one. Cold, powerful, and haunted. He never touched her. But he watched. Always. She ran. He let her. But his silence wasn't mercy-it was madness. In a mansion of shadows and secrets, they orbit each other like cursed stars-too close to breathe, too far to heal. She tells herself she feels nothing. But why does it hurt when he's not there? Why does she flinch when he stops chasing? And why does he watch her cry... ...from behind the monitor? This isn't love. This is control, carved into longing. And someone is about to break. "He said she could leave. But his eyes... never let her go." ---