Naomi Reed remembers the crash... and the pain that came after. Court-mandated therapy. Broken ribs. A face that doesn't look like hers anymore. She's not sure what hurts more: the accident, or the silence that followed it. The friends who disappeared. The boy she still dreams about. The weight of a truth she won't say out loud. Now, she's stuck at The Third Space-a beach-themed therapy office miles from anything that feels like home. Talking to a tattooed, too-charming therapist named Cole. Who smells like saltwater and doesn't flinch when she says the hard stuff. Naomi isn't looking to be saved. She's just trying to survive. But the past doesn't stay buried. And when the sessions start peeling back the layers, one name keeps surfacing. The one person she can't forget. The one she was never supposed to love like that. A story about heartbreak, memory, and the kind of love that leaves scars. For anyone who's ever held on too tightly... or let go too late.
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