Book Synopsis
She believed she was finally free—free from the wreckage of a shattered marriage, free from the lies and silence that suffocated her spirit, free to start again. But when she moves into her new home, peace is the last thing she finds. In the shadowed corner of a forgotten closet, buried beneath dust and time, she discovers an old journal—its edges worn, its pages trembling as if still alive.
What begins as curiosity becomes something far more unsettling. The journal’s entries reveal the unraveling of a woman destroyed by love, betrayal, and secrets too heavy to bear. But soon she realizes this journal does not simply recount the past—it reaches out to her. It whispers. It warns. It knows her wounds. It speaks to the parts of her she hoped were dead.
Night after night, page after page, the voice within the ink grows louder pulling her into a haunting connection that defies explanation, as if the writer is still trapped somewhere between worlds, desperate to be heard. Strange dreams blur into waking hours. Shadows move where light should be. The walls themselves feel like they are listening.
Guided—or hunted—by the spirit behind the words, she is dragged into a spiritual reckoning that forces her to confront the truth she has spent years running from. This journal is not just a record. It is a mirror. A warning. A calling.
And as the past bleeds into her present, she begins to understand:
The journal may have been lost…