Undertow

When Evangeline returns to the town she swore she'd never set foot in again, it’s not nostalgia that pulls her back—it's the past, relentless as the Atlantic waves that carve the coastline of Eudaemonia. A place of whispered secrets and long shadows, where the wreckage of childhood lingers and the dead refuse to stay silent.

Martin Stevenson never left. He knows the town too well, the weight of its stories, the way old sins sink deep beneath the surface. He’s been watching, waiting. For what, even he’s not sure. But when Evangeline steps off the train, it sets something in motion—something dark, something that’s been festering in the undertow of their lives for far too long.

As the lines between memory and truth blur, Evangeline must navigate the pull of her own ghosts, the ones that haunt her through a camera lens and the ones that lurk in the faces of the living. Because in Eudaemonia, nothing stays forgotten forever. And some things should never have been unearthed at all.