When Ellie loses her father, she braces for grief—never for betrayal.
After the funeral, Cheryl, her stepmother, makes it clear she’s no longer welcome. Cast out of the only home she’s ever known, Ellie turns to her best friend Katie for a couch and comfort. That night, she makes one desperate call to her dad’s sister, Janine.
By morning, everything changes.
At 19, Ellie learns her father quietly placed the house in a trust—in her name—before his sudden death. Janine, with her legal team and private security, confronts Cheryl. Despite protest, Cheryl is forced to leave.
Ellie returns to her childhood home, filled with memories of burned pancakes, quiet grief, and love. With Janine at her side, she begins to reclaim not just a house—but herself.
They bake, talk, and grieve. Ellie finds her dad’s old keepsakes, his scent still clinging to flannel shirts. That night, she sleeps in her old room. She plays her guitar, sings her pain, and for the first time in weeks, breathes.
The house isn’t haunted anymore. It’s healing. And it’s hers.