Since breaking off her engagement to Ryan Windsor, Cassandra Bianchi has lived in a constant state of unease. Ryan was cruel, but nothing prepared her for the nightmare that followed. The moment she forced him out, his obsession escalated-her phone ringing at all hours with desperate calls and chilling messages. He hounded her friends, demanding to know her every move, twisting their loyalty into fear. The true terror began when Cassandra realized she was being watched. A hooded figure started appearing wherever she went, lurking in the periphery. At night, she'd catch a glimpse of him standing outside her window, his silhouette motionless, eyes fixated on her face behind the glass. Was it Ryan, refusing to let go? As suddenly as it began, the harassment stopped. For a moment, Cassandra dared to hope the nightmare was over. The silence was not a relief; it was a warning. Unthinkable events shattered her fragile sense of safety. Each day brought new horrors, and Cassandra realized she was caught in a web far more sinister than she'd ever imagined. The people she trusted most seemed to be hiding secrets, playing a game where the stakes were high for all involved. In a world built on lies and betrayal, the truth is a ticking time bomb. Secrets never stay hidden for long. The truth cannot be stifled.