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Jaxon Henderson spent a decade being the responsible one - raising his twin sisters after his parents' death, holding together a chart-topping rock band, and burying every trace of the boy who used to write songs just because they meant something. The night his sisters finally graduate, he plays his last show with The Runaways and walks away from all of it, retreating to the quiet guitar shop that's the only thing that's ever truly felt like his.
Eliana Cruz spent four years being someone else's asset - West End's most bankable soprano, managed down to her caloric intake and her camera angles. When the pressure finally breaks her, she climbs out a dressing room window with forty-two dollars to her name and follows a rumor halfway around the world, straight into a sleepy suburb and the one man whose face she never forgot from a stadium barricade a month before.
He doesn't know who she's running from. She doesn't know he's already writing songs about her. All either of them wants is quiet - until a guitar shop starts sounding like the first real music either of them has made in years.
But some things don't stay hidden. Not a stolen identity. Not a jealous bandmate with something to prove. Not a legal team that doesn't lose interest - it escalates. When the outside world finally finds the sanctuary they built together, Jaxon and Eliana have to decide whether the quiet life they found is worth fighting the loudest parts of both their pasts to keep.
A slow-burn romance about the music that's left when the noise finally stops.