You ever feel like you're talking to someone who knows more about you than you know about yourself? Because that's exactly what happened when he called my late-night radio show. His voice was rough around the edges, but there was something about it-something that made me want to keep listening, even though I knew better. I've spent years perfecting the art of keeping people at arm's length, avoiding messy emotions and heartbreak. But this guy, this stranger, made me question everything with just a few carefully chosen words. And now? Now I can't shake the feeling that I've just opened a door I'm not ready to walk through. But I'm done with the games. The past I've been running from is catching up to me fast, and the one thing I know for sure is that this mystery caller knows a lot more than he's letting on. But the more I hear from him, the more I wonder: do I even want to know the truth? Or is it better to stay in the dark?