Sometimes being IN means you’re OUT. My horsemen. My heroes. My lovers. We were destined for forever. That was until we suffered a major loss that sent us careening into opposite directions with broken hearts. Now on the cusp of everything I’ve always dreamed of, I’m teetering. I’m terrified. I’m. . . without. With my choice taken from me, I’m left to face a harsh new reality. One that may not include what’s left of my horsemen. Some hearts cannot mend. They can only harden and grow cold. And when we fall, we shatter.