Two men.
One Face.
And a death that opens up the past...
Ghosts! Who knew they could be so real? Laryssa Mitchell could reach out and touch him, run her hand along his face. Everywhere she turned, he'd be there. Even in his death, she couldn't find peace.
It was like something out of her worst nightmare, except she wasn't sleeping. She was awake, and her dead husband was standing right in front of her.
She started the day not believing in the supernatural, but by the end of it, her world had spiralled into a living nightmare. One that changed two lives forever.