Theodore Nott had loved before. He never thought he would find that kind of love again. Until he found one worth choosing, worth staying for, worth building a life around. A gentle marriage. A devoted heart. The life he had always dreamed of. But he learns that moving on was never about becoming the person he was before. It was about accepting that the pieces the past had taken from him did not make the love he had left any less beautiful, any less real, or any less whole.

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