She said if we ever meet again, it was fate telling us to be together. Five years ago, I found therapy and solace in the arms of a dark-haired, green-eyed beauty in rehab. I entered ashamed and lost in the grip of greed, but we healed together before we walked away. Fast forward five years when we find each other again. Our chemistry is hotter than ever, and I can’t stop fate if it wants us together. The secrets she’s holding might be the one thing that could tear us apart. I may have left her last time knowing nothing more than her name, but she took much more with her.