He’s handsome, he’s charming… he’s a liar. He'd put me through so much—broke me until I barely recognized my reflection in the mirror. Six years he lied about being married. Six years of my life stolen—wasted from my own stupidity. But I healed—or at least I thought I had. I got one year... Three hundred and sixty something odd days before he showed up at my door... shot in the shoulder... begging me for help… showing me that everything I thought I knew was the farthest from reality I’d ever get. But then I was given a choice… Trust him and survive, or fend for myself. Has loving him proved to have been the biggest mistake of my life? **If cheating or the mention of it bothers you, you may not want to read this book.