I thought my life was steady. Predictable. Safe. My husband of twenty-six years, Kellan, was supposed to be on a fishing trip with his friends. A quiet weekend at the lake. Nothing unusual. But when I arrived at my hotel in Chicago, dragging my suitcase across the marble lobby, I froze. There he was. My husband. Standing close to a woman half his age, leaning in, touching her like he knew her inside and out. My heart slammed against my ribs. When she saw me, she went pale. And in

When Travis decided to move his family to a quiet little town in Maine, he truly believed they were starting over. A new house.A new town.A peaceful life where no one knew their names or their past. He had no idea that deep in the woods behind their cottage, something was waiting for him. Something impossible. Something with his face on it. They had only been in Maine for three weeks when everything changed. His wife Lily, their eight-year-old son Ryan, and their loyal Doberman, Brandy, were still trying to

I’ve spent my entire life as a pediatric surgeon, fixing broken hearts, mending bodies that seemed too fragile to survive. But nothing could have prepared me for the day I met Owen. He was six years old, impossibly small in an oversized hospital bed, with eyes far too big for his pale little face. His chart read like a death sentence: congenital heart defect. Critical. The kind of diagnosis that robs a child of childhood, replacing laughter with fear, play with endless beeping machines. When I walked in that first