Description: She thought it was just a delivery. But when the front door locks, the towel slips, and the only one around is a neighborhood boy with a smirk and a secret, Hillary suddenly feels exposed body, pride, and all. What begins as an embarrassing encounter grows into a dangerous game of glances, silence, and unspoken tension. On the surface, Hillary appears composed dressed, poised, reading quietly on her garden swing. But when Timmy returns with a half-grin, the lines blur quickly. She doesnt turn him away. She lets the moment unfold. Words, gestures, the story itself everything shifts. Their meetings repeat, each one heavier with unspoken meaning. Yet Hillarys fascination carries a cost one that Timmy doesnt see coming. This is not a romance. Its a haunting. And Hills Hole doesnt give second chances.