She came home to bury her sister—not to fall in love.

Some tides take. Others bring you home.

She knew. When Dad called her. She knew Camille was gone.

Luna Sarasola wasn’t supposed to be back in Biarritz yet. She was supposed to be in California, finishing her coastal research project, squeezing in one last surf with her best friend. Not flying home to bury her twin sister. Not figuring out how to explain death to their six-year-old half-sister when she can barely say the word herself.

The town feels smaller now. Louder. Sharper. Every street still carries the shape of Camille’s laughter—and the secrets she didn’t take with her.

Then there’s Teo Lopez—quiet, steady, and impossible to ignore. A rising rugby star with a surfboard under one arm, grief of his own, and a way of looking at Luna like she’s still standing, even when she knows she’s not. She didn’t come back to fall in love. She came back to hold her family together. But Teo has his own connection to Camille, and a past that keeps colliding with Luna’s in ways she didn’t see coming.

When hidden messages and long-buried truths begin to surface, Luna will have to decide who to trust—and what kind of future she’s willing to fight for.

Because some tides take. Others bring you home.

The kind of book that leaves salt on your cheeks and something permanent in your chest. The kind of story that will leave you sobbing, swooning, and reshaping your entire summer around it.

From ugly-cry moments to characters that feel like family, this book pulls you into an unforgettable emotional journey—and doesn’t let go. It will shatter you in the best way, stitch you back together with sea salt and hope, and leave you staring at the last page whispering “I wasn’t ready.”