An embalmer at a funeral home where the silence hangs heavier than the smell of formaldehyde, she spends her nights preparing bodies for farewells that almost never tell the truth. Beside her is Débora, her girlfriend and coworker—a woman burdened by fears, secrets, and silences that hurt more than any absence ever could.
When the body of Lívia, a sixteen-year-old girl, arrives at the funeral home looking far too perfect, too carefully prepared, and surrounded by strange demands from her family, Adelaide realizes her death doesn’t look like an accident. There are marks someone tried to hide, objects made to disappear, names that have been changed, and a desperate rush to turn the girl into someone she may never have been.
As Adelaide tries to uncover what happened, Débora recognizes signs of a past she swore she had buried. Between cold hallways, suffocating wakes, security cameras that seem to lie, and threats drawing closer by the day, the two women are pulled into a web of influential families, hospital secrets, and women whose stories were erased after their deaths.
But Lívia left a trail behind.
And some of the dead will not rest while the living keep burying lies.
With its claustrophobic atmosphere, psychological tension, and a relationship shaped by love, fear, and guilt, THE WOMAN AT THE FUNERAL HOME follows two women determined to unearth the truth—before they, too, are prepared for silence.