“There are not enough words to describe this story. It's intense, emotional, passionate, dark, twisted and just BRAIN BLOWING. A masterpiece…” - book blog “When Vane Reads”. The first letter came on the day of my husband's funeral. The letter was stamped from a state prison and contained just one sentence: I will wait forever if I have to. The letter was signed by Dante. I didn’t know any Dante. Purely out of curiosity, I wrote to him and asked what exactly he was waiting for. What did he answer? You. I wrote to this mysterious man that he had the wrong addressee. He said no. I said that we had never met, and he replied that I was mistaken. We played this game, exchanging letters every week that became increasingly personal. And then the letters stopped coming. And when I found out why, it was already too late. Dante was at my doorstep. And nothing in the world could have prepared me for what happened next.