Amelia thought she had the perfect life planned: a successful degree, a loving three-year relationship, and a cozy Christmas break back home. That plan shattered into a thousand jagged pieces the moment she found her boyfriend cheating with her closest friend, followed by the vicious whispers of betrayal. Numb, broken, and reeling from the double blow, Amelia’s only focus is getting home to lick her wounds and lock the world out. But fate—or poor timing—intervenes in the form of a devastatingly handsome stranger who materializes out of the falling snow and has the audacity to ask for directions. Already running on an empty tank of patience and trust, Amelia’s emotional armor goes up like a steel gate. After his annoyingly persistent pestering, she finally looks him in the eye and, in a moment of completely unwarranted, bitter spite, sends him marching ten minutes in the wrong direction. It feels like a small, satisfying victory—until she rounds the corner to her house and notices the For Sale sign is down, and his sleek, dark SUV is parked next to her driveway. The man she just lied to, the man who saw her at her absolute worst, is her new next-door neighbor. Now Amelia is trapped in forced proximity with the charming, persistent man she intentionally misled. As she tries to navigate her heartbreak and his escalating suspicion, she finds herself facing a terrifying new question: Can she risk trusting anyone again, especially the man who lives thirty feet away and knows she started their entire relationship with a petty, undeniable lie?