Stephen
I stood in that room feeling as if I had been punched in the gut. The love of my life was engaged to someone that wasn’t me. Sure, it had been years since we’d been in a relationship; however, a part of me thought that with our secret rendezvous over the winter, we’d revisit the relationship we had. I had even started working on the paperwork for my divorce to both free myself and marry the woman I truly loved, but now she had promised herself to someone else—only there was no way in hell that I was going to let them get married. My reason for going to that house was to check on my grandson and hopefully run into Emilia who I had learned was back in town, I just didn’t expect her to be engaged.
“Oh, she’s getting married,” Tailani said in a much more up beat tone than she’s been
