I've moved on with my life. I've started over in a new city, with a promising career ahead of me. I have the independence I've always wanted. Needed. I've even started dating again. Kind of. Sort of.
The point is, I'm happy.
Then why is it that when Rhett unexpectedly shows back up in my life, years later, does just the sight of him leave me breathless?
I have no idea why he's here, especially now. But I'll be damned if I let him back into my heart.
Contains mature themes.