The Time Series

Sometimes, broken hearts need whiskey. Sometimes, they need music. Other times, only a night with a stranger will soothe the pain. On the night Isaac and I met, we tried all three. When it was over, we went our separate ways. We planned to never see each other again, but I should really know by now that plans don’t work out the way they're supposed to. 

Yesterday, I got engaged. I said yes to a man who loves me, and I love him. Happiness should shine brightly from my head to my toes. But that’s not happening. Despite this ring on my finger, I can’t stop looking back at my life, back to the boy who cast a spell on me a long time ago. It’s true, there is no love like your first. I was 18 when Noah Sutton stole my heart. He was destined for greatness, and I could barely scrape together enough money to help my mother pay our rent. We spent that summer pushing limits, breaking rules.

Escape. That was my sole focus. Forget the headlines, forget the threats. Forget what happened? Never. I fled the big city in the desert to hide in a small town amongst the pines. My plan was to blend in, work until I had enough money, then vanish. There’s just one problem: I didn't factor in having a boss like Connor Vale.