Stella Grant likes to be in control even though her totally out-of-control lungs have sent her in and out of the hospital most of her life. At this point, what Stella needs to control most is her distance from anyone or anything that might pass along an infection and jeopardize the possibility of a lung transplant. Six feet apart. No exceptions. The only thing Will Newman wants to be in control of is getting out of this hospital. He couldn’t care less about his treatments or a fancy new clinical trial. In one week he’ll turn 18, and then he’ll be able to unplug himself from all these machines and actually go see the world, not just hospitals. Will is exactly what Stella needs to stay away from but suddenly 6 feet doesn’t feel like safety. It feels like punishment. What if they could steal back just a little bit of the space their broken lungs have stolen from them? Would 5 feet apart really be so dangerous if it stops their hearts from breaking too?