The cruelest secondchance at love. My soul shattered the day I left the city for a quieter life. Gatlin Falls promised anonymity. A place where I could be just the new girl, not the broken girl. I tried so hard to keep my head down and my walls up. But the thing about small towns is that eventually someone gets too close, and feelings come into play. Dormant feelings. Ones I fought so hard to keep at bay. Cue, Banks Gatlin. The third brother of six and frustratingly persistent. The one that kissed me without an introduction. The one that had my heart skipping and wracked with guilt every time he smiled. And the one that received his second chance at life the day my first love lost his.