Bellweather was supposed to be a temporary thing. Come to bury her uncle. Help her aunt get her wretched bookstore back on its feet. Leave before anyone noticed she’d overstayed her welcome. Burned out of her decade-long publishing job and suffocated by a boyfriend who wanted her to vanish bit by bit each year, Mira Bennett doesn’t want anything lasting. Just an interlude. Then she meets Elliot Vale. Paired with the weight of grief he’ll never fully recover from, pediatrician Elliot lost his longtime fiancée Lena years ago and simply learned how to… keep going. But he isn’t looking for a lover. Just someone to learn how to live for again. Coconut creamer mixes with chamomile tea. Late-night noodles and hushed conversation slip underneath the steady drumming of rain. They don’t set out to fall in love; that just happens. The way storm clouds gather: gradual, then sudden, and then there’s no turning back. But Mira fears losing herself in another person’s life all over again. And Elliot isn’t sure he’s earned the right to feel happiness after losing Lena. With life threatening to close in on them. Careers, insecurities, the day-to-day tiredness of growing up, they must ask themselves if love is something that happens or something we choose over and over again, even when the choosing hurts.