A slow-burn domestic suspense novel: Marta isn't looking for love. Since her divorce, she has grown used to living life on her own terms. She has a job, a flat in an old tenement building in Łódź, and two friends who make sure life never stays quiet for too long. Then she meets Adam. He is attentive, intelligent, and comes into her life just as Marta begins to wonder whether it might be worth trusting someone again. Messages turn into dates, and an innocent connection quickly becomes something neither of them had planned. Except at the same time, someone starts ringing her intercom. A white rose appears on her doormat. And a man Marta has known for years suddenly starts asking questions he shouldn't be asking. Coincidences can be ignored. They can be explained away. You can even convince yourself they mean nothing. Until there are too many of them. Because sometimes the greatest threat isn't the person you notice. It's the person who noticed you first.