Michael and Lily have been friends since childhood. In 1984 while shooting a Pepsi commercial something goes horribly wrong.
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"You think I don't care about you?" he murmurs.
"You think I don't feel anything?"
"I-Noel-"
His voice is low enough to weaken me.
"I feel everything when it comes to you. That's the fucking problem."
When her best friend disappears without a trace, Lily arrives at college carrying more questions than answers.
Raised by former detectives, she knows one rule: nothing vanishes without reason.
What she doesn't expect is him - charming, guarded, and always one step ahead of the truth.
As clues surface and feelings deepen, she begins to realize the person she's falling for may be the one who knows exactly what happened to her best friend.
Some secrets are buried.
Others are sleeping beside you.