Someone is watching her... but not the way she expects.

Every Tuesday morning, she sips her coffee in the same sunlit booth—unaware that someone across the room is memorizing the curve of her fingers, the rhythm of her breath, the quiet way she exists in a noisy world. Until one day, a sketch appears under her apartment door. Then another. Then a wrapped canvas that feels like a secret only two people share.

Each note from the anonymous artist is more intimate than the last—detailed, reverent, unsettlingly tender. But who is A? A stranger? A neighbor? A soul who sees her more clearly than she sees herself?

As her curiosity deepens into obsession, she’s drawn into a slow-burning mystery wrapped in charcoal and apprehension. But when admiration walks the razor's edge of fixation, the truth might be more dangerous—and more beautiful—than she ever imagined.

A haunting love story told in shadows and stolen glances, perfect for fans of slow-burn romance, psychological tension, and the ache of being truly seen.