Obsessive and hungover, Christina rouses herself from a night of partying at Claytor Lake in time for the cops to arrive. There has been an apparent drowning, and she is unfamiliar with the evening's prior events. She must have blacked out-again. What she remembers is Lonnie's ever-present security by her side. What she can't forget is tearing apart Mel's life and burning down her parent's home. The Dark Maidens Society. Her mothers passing. Her Gran's advice. What she expects is schlepping back into her daily routine of waitressing in a bakery and visiting Gran's grave, drinking half the night and waking up to do it over again. What she couldn't predict is the eye of the storm approaching her small-town Pulaski Virginia life. What she didn't foresee is the unexplainable events occurring in her duplex, knowing she was being watched. She didn't plan on falling in love with Jacob, being questioned by the police and finding out the drowning wasn't an accident. What she didn't expect was to be questioning her own thoughts, wondering if she was somehow involved.