PROLOGUE I used to believe invisibility was my superpower. Not the comic-book kind no flashy cloak or spark of magic but the kind you earn when you spend most of your life tucked behind books and excuses. At eighteen, I’d perfected it: slip through crowded hallways without a glance, survive lunch period unnoticed, let the noise of teenage chaos roll past while I sat safe on the sidelines.And then Angela arrived.My cousin was everything I wasn’t confident, magnetic, impossibly stylish. She didn’t just walk into a room, she claimed it, and people followed like moths drawn to a brighter flame. Standing beside her, I was a whisper next to a song, a page tucked into the wrong book.She wasn’t content to let me hide, either. Angela had plans. Big ones. And they started with a boy named David nineteen, charming, with every red flag waving like a warning sign I swore I’d never ignore again.But the truth? Some warnings look different up close. Some dangers feel like choices. And some choices maybe the hardest ones can change everything.