They say every house has a story, but this one might just have a death wish-and I'm starting to think I'm the star of its twisted tale. Inherited from my family, this sprawling Maine estate was supposed to be a new start, a chance to find my footing after a life spent chasing predictability. Instead, I got Damian Hale. Handsome, enigmatic, and about as trustworthy as a storm at sea, Damian showed up at my door in the middle of a tempest, dripping water and cryptic warnings. Since then, nothing has felt right. The walls creak like they're whispering, objects disappear only to reappear in the strangest places, and don't even get me started on the strangers who show up claiming to "know things."Now I'm stuck trying to unravel the estate's murky past, juggling the lies Damian keeps spinning while dodging the far-too-charming James Sinclair, who's apparently decided I'm his new favorite curiosity. The house is hiding secrets, Damian's hiding truths, and I'm beginning to suspect that I'm the only one who doesn't know how this story ends. But one thing's for sure-if I don't uncover the truth soon, this house might just swallow me whole.