Fractured Consolation. Sinners of Oakhaven, #2

He didn't save her. He made sure no one else could. Tessa is drowning. Eleven weeks after her husband's death, she can barely breathe, barely eat, barely set one foot in front of the other. The grief support group is the last place she wants to be-until Gideon speaks to her in the parking lot with a honesty no one else dares. He doesn't offer platitudes. He doesn't push her toward healing. He sits in the dark with her, and for the first time since the funeral, the silence doesn't feel like dying.
But Gideon isn't what he seems. Behind the warmth of his hands and the steady calm of his voice, a blueprint is taking shape. Every deleted email, every replaced pill, every severed friendship-each one a calculated act designed to keep Tessa exactly where he needs her: broken, isolated, and utterly dependent on the only man who stays. By the time she discovers the truth, the cage is already built.
And the worst part isn't that she's trapped. The worst part is that the cage is warm-and the world outside is cold-and she's not sure she wants to leave.