It was a mistake to trust him.

The night her mother died, a stranger sat beside Riley Fontaine at a bar and sympathized with her troubles. She almost told him to mind his own business, but instead, she talked to him for hours. That was Wesley. And for three years, she let him be the one to pull her back up.

Over time, he became her closest friend and the person she trusted most. They shared a home for two years and had lots of plans for their future. She thought she knew everything about him and that the worst thing that could happen was breaking up, but no. But Riley has always seen things others miss, and the more she looks at the man she loves, the less she recognizes him. And when the clues start pointing back to her sister Rebecca, who vanished without a trace three years ago and was never spoken of again, almost believing him is no longer enough. Just as fast as their love started, three years fell apart in a single night, and nothing left behind could fill the silence.

What unsettles Riley most is not what her drawings reveal. It is the way they keep pointing back to the one person she was supposed to trust.

Can you ever truly know the person you love?