In a sun-drenched room filled with the scent of smoldering candles and drying oranges, Lucía is unraveling. Convinced her family’s antique cradle is stealing her newborn’s breath, she sinks into a paranoid, grief-stricken exhaustion. Yazmín, haunted by her own tragic loss, steps in to save them both. But as the air turns cold and the cradle begins to rock on its own, Yazmín discovers a chilling, supernatural truth..

Faith. Grief. Heritage. Haunting.