Rafe Cameron was never the kind of ghost that faded with time—he lingered, burned into your memory like a scar that never fully healed. He’s back without warning, all sharp smirks and unreadable eyes, like he never left at all. There’s something different in the way he looks at you, like he’s searching for the past in your face, like he already knows you won’t turn him away. And maybe you should. Maybe you will. But deep down, you both know—it was never that simple.