Silence

She is seventeen years old and she has spent her whole life being careful.
One night she isn't.
Beatrice - Bái Qiàn, her grandmother called her, white as thousand, pure as morning - has survived four families, three countries, and the particular cruelty of people who take in children for reasons that have nothing to do with love. She has a grandmother's house waiting for her in Beijing, a law degree waiting to be started, a future she has been building brick by brick since she was ten years old.
Then two pink lines.
Then a man she met once, whose name she has heard before, whose eyes are blue-green and whose voice says her name like it's worth saying.
Then Beijing. Alone. Her grandmother's house, her grandmother's secrets, thirty years of files that tell her the woman who raised her was not who she thought.
Then a knock at the gate.
Silence is the story of a woman learning that surviving and living are not the same thing - and that the distance between them is exactly the length of learning to trust someone.