lamirigenre
"I didn't mean to steal your life. I just moved into your apartment."
Amelia "Maya" Rossi is a mess. Her plants are dying, her boxes are unpacked, and she's pretty sure the heater in her new apartment is haunted. The last thing she needs is a stack of mail from the previous tenant especially not a sarcastic, heart-wrenching rant written on an airplane
napkin.
She should have thrown it away. Instead, she wrote back.
By night, she's falling for a ghost a man who travels the world but feels like home in every letter.
By day, she's at war.
Julian Carter is the firm's "Golden Boy," back from a sabbatical and ready to reclaim his desk. He's arrogant, he's cold, and he thinks Maya is a temporary glitch in his career path. He doesn't know she's the girl who's been keeping his secrets. She doesn't know he's the man who's been keeping her awake.
In the office, they're rivals.
On paper, they're soulmates.
But when the ink dries and the masks fall off, will the truth be enough to save them? Or are some things better left between the lines?