Five years ago, he vanished from my life with nothing but a napkin note and a disconnected phone number. I raised our son alone. Every late night, every fever, every time Oliver asked about his daddy — that was all mine.
I didn't move to Ember Falls to find him. I didn't even know he lived here.
Then I walked into a bakery, and the quiet man in the leather cut looked up from his spreadsheets — and looked straight into our son's eyes.
Liam wants forgiveness. He wants to be a father. He wants to explain.
I want to hate him. I've been hating him for five years. It was simple, clean, and mine.
But Oliver drew him a dinosaur. And Liam cried in my bathroom when our boy gave him a nickname. And now nothing is simple anymore.
He says he's not leaving. I've heard that before.
Genre: Romance
I didn't move to Ember Falls to find him. I didn't even know he lived here.
Then I walked into a bakery, and the quiet man in the leather cut looked up from his spreadsheets — and looked straight into our son's eyes.
Liam wants forgiveness. He wants to be a father. He wants to explain.
I want to hate him. I've been hating him for five years. It was simple, clean, and mine.
But Oliver drew him a dinosaur. And Liam cried in my bathroom when our boy gave him a nickname. And now nothing is simple anymore.
He says he's not leaving. I've heard that before.
Genre: Romance