Mirabel has loved him for as long as she can remember.
From scraped knees in their shared childhood street to crowded school corridors where their shoulders brushed too often, he has always been there—her best friend’s brother, her neighbor, the boy who never noticed the way her heart raced whenever he smiled.
Now seventeen, Mirabel carries her feelings like a carefully guarded secret. She knows the rules: he’s off-limits, too close, too dangerous to want. Confessing could shatter friendships, redraw family lines, and expose her to a rejection she isn’t sure she could survive. So she watches from the sidelines, loving quietly, hoping silently.
