The morning after Cole, Maddie didn’t wake up in his bed. She didn’t need to. She let herself out while…

The house had gone still. Maddie stood barefoot at the threshold of Cole’s wing, her white robe barely…

Maddie barely slept. After Lucien left her curled in the furs of the greenhouse, after his final kiss…

Maddie couldn’t stop thinking about it. The greenhouse. The warm, wet air. The press of moss and candlelight….

It started with a key. A simple brass key, left on Maddie’s pillow after her shower. No note….