What did a dream job, a loving fiancé, and an amazing family all have in common?
They were all things I left behind to survive.
I ran without looking back. Only allowing myself brief moments to reflect on the box of mementos I had hidden inside my bedroom closet.
After two and a half years, I thought I was safe.
Safe from letting people get too close.
Safe from falling in love.
Matthew Anderson tilted my world upside down and sideways, leaving me longing for the life I’d always wanted to have. He tried repeatedly to break down my defenses. Until I finally caved.
I should’ve known that if something felt too good to be true, it usually was.
Danger lurked in the darkness just like it always had.
After three years, it turned out that I wasn’t safe after all.