I practiced my wedding vows at fourteen. “I do.” “I’ll ruin you.” Something old? The script we live by. Something new? His best friend in my bed. Something borrowed? The time he has left. Something blue? The color of his corpse once I’m through. Most people run from their nightmares. I married mine. This marriage was supposed to be simple. A target. A timeline. A story. I was never supposed to want Asher Jameson. Five years younger, a famous snowboarder with millions of fans, he showed up the day after I sealed my vows and slowly became everything I didn't know I needed. My soulmate in a best friend. Until he went distant. Now we're all heading to Veilarath, the winter island where folklore runs deeper than the snow. I should be happy when my husband tells me Asher is coming. But he doesn’t come alone. He brings his new fiancée. It doesn’t matter that my closest friends are all here too. It doesn’t matter that he’s not quite the Asher I thought I knew. What matters? He’s mine. Now the script we live by is burning, my best friend is in her bed, the time we all have left is running out, and I’m about to learn that the only thing more dangerous than the life I live… is Asher Jameson Delacroix.