For eleven years I’d lived through hell, fought temptation, and faced the devil I’d been forced to marry. So when the chance came to run, I hadn’t looked back. I’d fled to the only place I’d ever felt safe. Barrett’s Bay.
My plan was simple, hide out until the dust settled, keep to myself, and stay safe. I hadn’t planned on getting in an accident, or on my teenage crush still living in the town he’d always planned to leave behind.
As a teenager, Jesse Fateson had been a god amon...
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