Will I ever stop hurting the one person who’s never hurt me? I’ve done things I can never undo. No matter how much I wish I could, sometimes the wounds I inflict are too deep, too catastrophic, too septic to heal. As I look into the eyes of the only man I’ve ever loved I know I’ve gone too far. I’ve finally crossed the line. Even if he knew my reason for doing this, he’d never forgive me. He always puts my needs before his own. Now it’s my turn to protect him. None of that matters though because the betrayal and disgust in his eyes comes from deep within his soul. There’s no coming back from this. He will forever be tormented by what he’s seen, and he will never forgive me. The last fragment of my heart to hold out hope that we’d share a future, withers and dies.

Coming face-to-face with my past changes EVERYTHING. I’m at the top of my game. All my struggles have finally paid off. Life should be great. I mean, life is great. Except for the fact that I can’t stop thinking of her. The woman who mangled my heart into a bloody pulp and never looked back. If I could free myself of our shared memories, my future would be golden. There’s only one way to move on—I have to confront the past, so I can move into the next chapter of my life in peace. Which means confronting her for the final time. I had no idea that knocking on her door that day would turn my life upside down.