Bella did not want to leave the city. But Dad's aunt had died and left them her house. Dad said it was a sign. Time to go home. Bella did not know what that meant. To Bella, this was home. Not the house of some old woman she had never met. Not the beach. But nothing Bella said would change Dad's mind. So, Bella was off to start a new life in Driftwood Bay. Whether she wanted to or not. There was not much to do in this sleepy seaside town. That was, until a strange bottle washed up at her feet?