Savannah’s life was perfect.
So how did she end up in a cell?
It was bad enough to find her husband’s body. But to be implicated in his murder? That’s almost too much to bear.
As Savannah waits for the justice system to decide her fate, one thing becomes clear—Somewhere between love and loss, her story stopped being true.
Chapter 1
Savannah comes home to find her dead. The nightmare begins at the front door.
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Chapter 2
Trapped in grief, Savannah escapes to the memory of her first meeting with Seb—a charming, accidental coffee mix-up that changed everything.
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Yesterday Didn’t Exist Chapter 3
Savannah tells her best friend Cassie about her upcoming date with Seb. It’s just one date… but the charm and chemistry are already unfolding.
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Yesterday Didn’t Exist Chapter 4
Savannah and Seb’s first date unfolds with charm, wit, and surprising sincerity. Italian food and real talk that keep Savannah smiling all night.
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Yesterday Didn’t Exist Chapter 5
Glowing from last night, Savannah is at work—dodging office politics, swapping laughs with Cassie, and already hoping for a second night out.
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Chapter 6
Seb opens up about his family and his hopes for their future, deepening his bond with Savannah just before her friends arrive to celebrate.
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Chapter 7
Life with Seb looks effortless—until the seams start to show.
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Chapter 8
A proposal in Georgia dissolves into fluorescent reality.
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Chapter 9
Detective Seth Coudry can’t shake the feeling that the case is too neat.
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Chapter 10
Max Carlisle enters—sharp, grounded, unwilling to look away.
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Chapter 11
Cara Worthington learns the hard truth about loyalty—and finds a new calling.
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Chapter 12
The DA wants the case airtight; Seth wants it true.
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Chapter 13
Savannah’s memories swell—right as Cara and Max take her case.
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Chapter 14
At the crime scene, Seth recognizes each Max Carlisle—without saying a word.
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Chapter 15
Inside the Walters home, something feels staged—and hollow.
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