Audrey Wren has spent every summer of her life on Beechwood, a guest of the Sinclair family. A haven made of warm sand, clear sea, and August nights filled with laughter.
Until the fifteenth summer.
The one she never lived.
The one she left behind - silences, unsent messages, and the weight of a loss no one on the island truly understands.
Now, a year later, Audrey returns.
She returns to the Liars: Mirren, Cadence, Gat, and Johnny Sinclair, the friend who searched for her everywhere for months, never knowing what her silence concealed.
But Beechwood is no longer the same. Beneath the golden surface, secrets smolder like embers under the sand. And there is a truth no one dares to look at for too long.
As the days drift by in forced smiles and old routines, Audrey finds herself drawn into a slow, relentless bond with Johnny-a taut thread between friendship, unspoken wounds, and a spark that could set everything ablaze.
And while a name lingers in the air like an echo-Lydia Cray-Audrey will discover that some lies are only light in appearance.
One summer.
One secret.
And a truth that burns not only houses, but hearts.
Welcome to the Harrington family.
We are honest.
Hardworking.
Faithful to our morals.
And successful.
We live-at least in the summer-on a private island off the coast of Massachusetts.
The Harringtons are tall, athletic, and attractive. Old-money Democrats, passionate about sports, with an immense need to present themselves as a united family.
The Harringtons have wide smiles, square jaws, blond hair, and sun-kissed skin.
All of them, except me.
Note: This story is a We Were Liars fanfiction.