"Once you start you can't stop, and it's as gripping as it is moving... Hélène Hérault has won me over with her talent for choosing the perfect words without ever getting bogged down in useless digressions. This short yet powerful book was truly a delight." -Lire en Vendée, Écrivains de Vendée, translated from the French "Hélène Hérault...knows just how to surprise the reader." -Jean Hurtin, Lire Magazine, translated from the French "You'll compulsively turn the pages, gripped by whatever lies behind Béatrice's departure. Ultimately, you'll ask yourself how she's made it this long without imploding." -François Braud, BROBLOGBLACK (September 11, 2024), translated from the French Béatrice leaves without explanation. No address. No farewell. Only a series of letters sent to her husband-letters he cannot answer. As they accumulate, their tone shifts: from domestic observation to accusation, from memory to indictment. Béatrice recalls thirty-two years of shared life and a night both of them tried to erase-an act of violence absorbed by silence and time. Structured around a one-way correspondence, One Way is an uncompromising novella about power, complicity, and the long patience of truth. What begins as a marital rupture becomes a moral reckoning, where language itself becomes a weapon. Some silences protect. Others destroy.