r_rusinova
Riverton was the kind of town that clung to autumn like a last, desperate breath.
Tucked between golden woods and a restless river, it lived for cider mills, pumpkin fields, and the glow of jack-o'-lanterns lining every porch. It was a place where neighbors waved from driveways and children raced their bikes against the setting sun.
Familiar.
Safe.
Untouchable.
Until the night the woods gave up a body-and with it, the illusion of safety.
Fear crept in with the falling leaves. Windows shuttered. Smiles thinned. By Halloween, decorations still fluttered in the chill, but the laughter had quieted, edged by unease.
In the thick of it all, two strangers collided-pulled together not by fate, but by something darker, heavier.
In a town where trust had withered, could love really take root?
Or was it just another ghost story waiting to be told?