She doesn't remember the night she abandoned her baby—and that might be the only thing saving her. Seven years ago, Aria Bloom disappeared, leaving her newborn son behind. She has no memory of that night, no explanation for what she did. Now she's back, working a quiet job archiving old recordings at a dying studio, trying to become someone worthy of forgiveness—even if it only comes from herself. Then she meets Evan Hale, a widower who's built walls so high no one can climb them. He should be the last person she lets in. But as fragments of her past surface—a lullaby, a hospital corridor, clothes she doesn't remember packing—Aria realizes the truth about that night is clawing its way back. And some memories? They don't set you free. They destroy you.