Vincent Owen. He was gorgeous. He was cocky. He was a complete and total douche bag, and I was head over heels for him.
He left to become a champion, a warrior amongst men. And though he said he would call, I never heard from him again.
I never admitted to him how I felt. I never told him he made everything inside of me that hurt go away and everything that was wrong with me feel right - even if it were just for a little while. And that when he left, he took a little piece of me with him, a piece of my heart I could never get back.
That was then, and this is now and none of that matters anymore.
It all changed the day my daughter Violet was born. I moved on, life became about her and keeping my family ranch running. But now he's back to pay his respects to the man his best friend considered a father. A man our whole town loved, and he's about to find out that's not the only thing waiting for him in Evansdale.
Together again it's time to face the truth. For both of us.
The biggest question now is, is he ready for something like this?