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When Anika van?der?Merwe inherits her great grandmother Helena's struggling Pinotage vineyard in Hemel en Aarde, she dreams of reviving its legacy-but only after uncovering a century old mystery. A prologue flashback reveals Helena's secret "coffee style" oak aging and her sudden, ghostly disappearance under a harvest moon. Now, determined to finish what her ancestor began, Anika pours herself into experimental heavy toast barrels infused with cold brew rooibos, guided by whispered lullabies echoing through the cellar. Into this world arrives Etienne Laurent, a discerning French sommelier scouting new labels for Paris. Their first breakfast tasting in the cellar loft kindles both professional admiration and personal attraction, but Anika must win Etienne's trust-and the respect of skeptical purist neighbors-before her bold brews can be taken seriously. Haunted by Helena's specter, Anika races to master her great grandmother's lost Moonlit Cuvee protocol: the precise barrel toast, coffee concentrate ratios, and the final, secret clove pod note. As storm clouds threaten the ripening grapes and a corporate buyer pressures her to sell, Anika leans on Etienne's confidence-and on Helena's ghostly guidance-to cover the vines in storm tarps, unearth hidden recipe pages, and blend past and present into a harmonious new cuvee. In a climactic blind tasting, the export board-and even her fiercest critic-are won over, and Etienne personally ships crates of Moonlit Cuvee to Bordeaux. Under the next full harvest moon, glowing Parisian reviews arrive, and Anika and Etienne-now partners in both wine and life-stand together beneath the silent rows of oak barrels. The vineyard, once abandoned, thrives again, its legacy secured by innovation, perseverance, and the enduring lullaby of a van?der?Merwe woman who would not be forgotten.
