One cold September day, everything in my world imploded. After losing my wife, I was sure I’d never be whole again. I never imagined my life could be normal. Drinking and one-night stands became my new normal—the only way I knew to survive the pain.
She opened my eyes and made me believe I can love again. She showed me what it’s like to wake up next to a woman and not run, how to leave the guilt behind and live again—and that I deserve to have a life. I never knew love like this, or craved anyone as much as I crave her.
My name is Rosealy Taylor, and two years ago I lost the only man I’d ever loved…
Moving on seemed overwhelming, but I had to learn that loving someone else was possible. However, the heartache from his past has built a wall around the love I know he can give. I never thought I could give my heart to someone else.
Will our painful pasts destroy any hope for our future?