I didn’t leave because I stopped being afraid. I left because I finally realized Grey deserved a mother who wasn’t afraid to live. At twenty-four, I escape an abusive relationship with nothing but a suitcase, my two-year-old son, and enough money to get us somewhere no one knows our names. That somewhere is Willow Creek, Virginia—a quiet little town surrounded by mountains, farmland, and people who have no idea who I am or what I left behind. For the first time, I’m building a life of my own. Then there’s Ford Bennett. The quiet mechanic who fixes my broken car. The man who never asks questions I’m not ready to answer. The man my son slowly starts trusting before I realize I’m beginning to trust him too. I never came to Willow Creek looking for love. I came here to disappear. But maybe I didn’t run all this way just to hide. Maybe I ran here to finally find home.

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