She and Mama were the luckiest in the world. They lived with the Zaharia family where Mama worked as a maid and Jipsie fell in love with their family – especially the Zaharia’s son, Andre.

It isn’t until she is seventeen years old that she is whisked away from the life she has known and planted into a new existence, speaking a new language, and struggling to resist looking back.

“You can’t go home, Jipsie. Ever.”

She is forced to flee time after time, escaping an unknown threat, not understanding what the father she has never met has to do with the reason she is hidden.

Jipsie is forced to adopt a new identity in each country. And with each identity, she is transformed into a stronger, yet harsher person than the one before, her heart turning colder with each new personality, her morality and compassion crumbling with each move.

During these seasons of survival, Jipsie dares not love, yet can’t help but discover companions, lovers, and friends during her tenuous stays in countries dotting the world. Her soul is crushed as each of those individuals are torn from her when she is once again found by the ones from which she is being hidden.

But throughout these connections, she has yet to give up her heart.
Because the one thing she has yet to relinquish to her fate is hope.
And that remains with another.