It was my big day. The day I’d marry the man of my dreams. So what stopped me from walking down the aisle to the perfect man? To my happily-ever-after? I loved him but I ran away. To what you ask? A life I thought I wanted. Far away from the only life, I’d known. The only man I’d ever loved. I was a rebel. It’s my only excuse. Boone didn’t deserve any of it. He was sweet, protective, and one hot rancher. He’d make any girl blush just looking at his handsome face. What a day it was supposed to be. I never thought I’d see him again but Coming Home after seven years is all I can think about. I knew little about his life now and was damn sure he wouldn’t want me in it. He had to hate me. I wasn’t prepared for him. I definitely wasn’t prepared for him to be engaged.