She doesn't kill out of rage. She kills with ritual. After her husband's funeral, Nichol Miller begins again-with candles, vanilla, a bell, and a single red rose. She recruits Gary, a lonely man desperate to matter, and teaches him how to make death look like devotion. Together they turn murder into method. But when a survivor escapes and a quiet detective starts connecting the dots.. A slow-burn psychological horror about control, complicity, and the terrifying intimacy of being seen.