She can hear the dead. He can't hear anything at all. He's the only quiet she's ever known.

Saoirse Devlin has spent her life moving from town to town, clearing the unquiet dead from houses that won't let them rest — and never staying long enough for anyone to learn what she is. She arrives at Wrenfield House to do a job and disappear. But Wrenfield is the most crowded haunting she's ever walked into, and its owner is the one person in the world who doesn't make a sound she can hear.

Caleb Ashford is spirit-deaf — blind to the hundred years of grief soaked into his crumbling estate, and the loneliest man Saoirse has ever met. He doesn't want her gift. He just wants her. And for the first time in her guarded life, being near someone feels like coming in out of the cold.

Then a child's voice surfaces from the oldest room in the house — a small, patient ghost holding a truth that will shatter the Ashford name. To free him, Saoirse has to speak that truth aloud, witnessed by the one living soul it will destroy. To bury it, she has to lie to a dead boy and break the man she's falling for. And the people hunting her are already at the door, offering her a third choice that costs her nothing but her soul.

She can give Caleb the gift of never knowing. Or she can trust him with the worst thing in the world — and find out, finally, whether being known means being left.

A slow-burn gothic paranormal romance about a haunted house, a guarded heart, and the dangerous hope of being heard. Steamy. Standalone with a series hook. HEA guaranteed.