He was my everything. My every day and my every night. My every dream and my every hope.
And then he was gone. Someone once told me that love knows no boundaries; it goes beyond time, distance or hatred. Could that possibly be true? It wasn’t until five years after the day Lucas walked away from our life that I realized how true that was.
He came barreling back into my reality and I was powerless to stop the love that still festered inside my soul for him. Now that he’s back, I don’t know how I can protect my heart from what he’ll bring. Even after all we’ve lost, can we find the love we once shared?
"I was a fool, Kaelyn. There isn't a day that's gone by I haven't wished I'd stayed with you."
This is a standalone novel, and can be enjoyed even if you haven't read other books in the series.
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The delicate fingers that lay between mine felt too light, too much like nothing. I forced myself not to curse as I listened to her breathing; slow and shallow. The sounds of the hospital room were the only things that could distract me from the straining puffs of air she let out of her lips every eighth second.
Why did it have to be like this? Why had she been given this slice of hell on earth, why not the millions of other people in this world? Why did my mother…?
My thoughts tore into a deep part of myself and I couldn’t help the unfiltered anger that flooded me. She was the glue, goddamn it! I shoved my seat back so hard I was sure the legs were broken.
Ever since I could remember, my mother had been the glue. She held each and every one of us together, raining kisses over our faces even after we were old enough to be embarrassed by the kind of easy affection she’d always given. It didn’t matter how old we got, she would hold us, in her heart and with those strong and unwavering arms, whether we needed her to or not. The only time either of my brothers or I had seen her anything less than a goddamn warrior was the night our dad sat us down after my high school graduation ceremony. Her face had been streaked in dried tears, her legs barely able to hold her up. My father’s words rang in my ears as if that day had only been yesterday.
