Blood and Bouquets

Esmé Sinclair understands people. She observes. She adapts. She knows exactly how to blend in, how to make herself invisible. It’s how she keeps everything in perfect control.



Then he appears. And suddenly, she sees him everywhere.



She wasn’t supposed to notice him. She wasn’t supposed to care. But now she does, and Esmé doesn’t handle loss well.



People leave. They always do.



Unless she makes sure they don’t.