Some people leave. Some people disappear. And some people become ghosts long before they die.
By the time Ronan Oliver was seventeen, he’d already learned how to survive without a home or anyone who cared if he lived or died. By eighteen, he was drowning in desperation and hunger.
Then came the night that changed everything. Now, at twenty-five, he’s back in the town that let him fall. And Lily Gladwin, the only girl who didn’t think he was worthless, won’t even look at him.
He doesn’t blame her. He wouldn’t forgive himself either. But ghosts don’t cry. And if they did? No one would know.
