I’ve made my share of mistakes—and I’ve paid for them. Starting over in my hometown is supposed to be my clean slate, my chance to rebuild a life that feels like mine again. No distractions. No risks.
Then I meet Linc Turner. He’s kind, steady, and carrying scars of his own. A widowed single dad who’s survived more than most men ever could. I tell myself we’re too different, that love isn’t something broken people get to have twice.
But the more time we spend together, the more I start to believe in second chances. In healing. In forever.
Because maybe love doesn’t just fix what’s shattered—it helps us become whole again.