Lines between Us

Some people come into your life quietly.

Others leave marks you can't erase.

And then there are the ones who do both.

For Rayna Rivière, the past was something she thought she had buried-left behind in another place, another version of herself. Distance was supposed to mean freedom.

It didn't.

Because some names don't fade.

Johannas Andero is one of them.

And when the past finds its way back, lingering in stolen glances and unspoken tension, the line between what was and what could be begins to blur.

Some connections aren't easy to define.

And some are impossible to forget.