When sixteen-year-old Ivy Parker’s grandmother dies, she loses more than family, she loses her confidante, her emotional compass, and the only person who understood her without words. Left adrift in a fractured home with a distracted mother, an overeager stepfather, and a little brother she barely knows, Ivy retreats into silence, pushing away her best friend and failing every class that once brought her joy.

Then comes the grief group, a quiet circle of teens who’ve lost too much and said too little. There, Ivy meets Jules, a girl who speaks in music and mourns with her eyes open. And slowly, through late-night journal entries, sidewalk walks with Maya, and the poem Ivy dares to share in public, a fragile but powerful truth emerges: healing doesn’t mean letting go, it means letting love grow in new places