The curse is gone. The summer girl survived. New life tastes like freedom. And Ishika intends to devour every second of it. She refuses to be stuck anymore. But freedom is its own kind of terrifying. With Cousins changed forever and the past she can't fully piece together, Ishika is forced to face the one question she never had the luxury to ask: Who is she... when she isn't fighting to stay alive? While she is learning how to live, others are learning how to lose. Some hearts are healing. Some are breaking quietly. And some loves refuse to stay buried - no matter how many oceans or years lie between them. And the past has a way of following you, even into the brightest chapters. Some summers stay forever. Some fade. And some return as echoes.

change. A terrifying word. hope. A deceitful word. love. an everchanging word. time. a clock running out. fate. an inevitable story. It's been four years since the summer Ishika and Belly turned 18. When the golden memories of first love bleeds into the memories of it fading away. The magic of cousins is threatened to be sold forever, but it's the house that is getting lost, but some bonds feel lost forever.

Every summer, Ishika came back to Cousins Beach. To the house filled with memories. To Susannah, who gave birth to her when her mother couldn't. To Laurel, who raised her like her own. To Belly, who shared her birthday but not her spotlight. And to Conrad Fisher-the boy she loved without ever saying it. Ishika was always the girl on the sidelines. The one with dimples, weight from life-saving meds, and a heart that felt everything too deeply. While the others grew into golden summers and first kisses, she learned how to fade into the background. But the summer she turned eighteen, everything changed. She stopped her medication. She got stronger. And Conrad? He finally started to see her or she notices him, seeing her. But Ishika already knew-some things aren't meant to last. This isn't just a story about first love. It's about grief, found family, and a girl who is more than someone who just turned pretty. Because some summers end. But some summers stay forever. All rights reserved to jenny han, I only own my characters and plot line.