An abusive relationship comes to an abrupt end when one partner walks away without warning, leaving seven years of love, resentment, and unfinished arguments behind.

Tania and Andrew are pursuing different paths, driven by different ambitions, yet bound by a shared expectation that neither seems capable of fulfilling. Each desires more support, more understanding, and more sacrifice than they are willing to give. As their individual aspirations begin pulling them in opposite directions, the relationship becomes a relentless struggle for control.

Something has to give.

Fernanda, their longtime housekeeper, understands the dynamic all too plainly. Privately, she refers to their home as “the crazy house.” She has witnessed enough quarrels, reconciliations, and peculiar displays of affection to recognize a pattern neither Tania nor Andrew seems willing to acknowledge.

For years, they have exploited one another with remarkable ease, each finding ways to justify behavior they would never tolerate in return. Their affection is undeniable. So is their capacity for cruelty.

But when the relationship finally collapses, the silence that follows proves nearly as complicated as the years that preceded it.

And somewhere beyond the noise, the vast salt flats stretch toward an uncertain horizon. Beautiful from a distance, their pale surface conceals deep fractures carved by forces long since vanished. What appears solid may be fragile. What appears empty may hold the imprint of everything that came before.

On the salt flats, even the deepest cracks can disappear beneath the light.

NO CONTACT is a psychological novel about ambition, intimacy, manipulation, and the unsettling distance between what people remember, what they believe, and what actually happened.