Sandra has always held the belief that her mother died tragically accidentally. Until the flowers start arriving. No name,no card Just her favorite flowers, delivered to her office, knowing things no stranger should know,what she does with her coffee,how worn out she appeared today. Things that would be known only by keeping a close eye on her it initially resembles love,an unspoken admirer. The first letter comes next,then a photo of her mother,a silver key and a message: "Ask your mother why she lied about the night she died." Kingsley, her closest coworker, advises her to exercise caution. She was advised to keep the flowers by her friend Juliet. However, Sandra can't shake the feeling that this has nothing to do with love. Across the street stands a man in a dark coat, watching her,he leaves a white rose and a picture of her mother, Cynthia, and Michael with a six year old girl in the background on the car's hood. Sandra. She was present that evening. the night she lost her mother,and the one secret that no one has tried to hide for years is what she saw as a child,she is not being lied to by the secret admirer. He is attempting to jog her memory.

Three years after burying her lover Daniel, Nadia hears three knocks at midnight. The man outside is soaked, with Daniel's scar and voice, holding the chain she buried him with. He says his death was faked because he uncovered millions stolen by corrupt officials. Now gunmen hunt them, her dead father's name is in the evidence, and a brass key is the only clue to truth. A dark romantic thriller about second chances, betrayal, and whether love can survive when death itself was a lie.