4 Years, 6 Months, 22 Days
I’ve counted every day I’ve survived since I lost my identity, since I buried Shiloh Tellez and left the only people who have ever mattered to me.
A new city, a new name, and new friends who know nothing about my past. The days bleed into one as I finally start to feel comfortable in my new skin.
Until the only person I’ve ever loved shows up at my workplace and threatens to expose my past.
I never thought I’d see him again, never thought I’d be sharing my darkest secrets, but he’s convinced our reconnection is our chance at a happily ever after.
Only moving on from a past that won’t stay dead forever means we might not get the chance at all we never had.
