It seemed like a dream come true when we first moved in. A chance to leave my stressful job behind and fix things with James. But something gnaws at me each morning as I wave my husband off to work from our gated community, accept a coffee from Lin, our housekeeper, and watch my kids play in these eerily perfect, car-free streets.
When a neighbor’s body is found floating in a pool during a party, the other wives say it was a tragic accident. But there are also whispers about the family who lived in our villa before us—just vanished one day, they say.
Something’s not right. As I dig deeper, I realize this community will do anything to keep its secrets. Someone’s watching me now, I can tell. Even James wants me to stop asking questions, keep quiet, be grateful for what we have. Can I trust him? What if he’s part of this too?