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Ongoing, First published Jun 29, 2025
Mature
In the blazing heat of the Amalfi Coast in 1998, a wealthy couple hosts a summer of luxury at their coastal villa. For Lindsay Young, approaching thirty and clinging to the glamour of youth, it's meant to be an escape- a season of sun, wine, and celebration with her fiancé, Troy Phelps. But old flames, new guests, and buried grudges begin to seep into the marble walls of the villa.

Among the arrivals: Troy's larger than life boss, his beautiful teenage girl with a dangerous streak, a free spirited friend, a charming ex who never really left her life, and a young intern who sees more than anyone realises.

When a guest is found dead in the garden, what began as a perfect summer dissolves into suspicion, paranoia, and unrelenting heat. As the days blur and loyalties twist, Lindsay begins to unravel - and someone else is watching. Taking notes. Writing it all down.

By the time the truth surfaces, the sun won't be the only thing to burn them.

In the heat, no one stays composed.
In the end, no one is innocent.


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