Some scars don’t show while some never stop bleeding.
Carter I should be grateful I survived, but gratitude doesn’t stop the nightmares—or how broken I am inside. Nothing helps. No matter what I do, I can’t stop reliving the worst day of my life.
But I want my life back—the one I had before that day. I lost someone special to me, and I’ll never get that back—I’ll never feel happiness like that again.
At least, that’s what I think until I meet Nash. He’s one person who doesn’t treat me like I’m a ticking time bomb—even though he’s a cop and the last type of person I should trust.
He’s real and honest and everything I need, but I’m not sure I’m ready for what this all means. Falling for him feels reckless. Dangerous. Impossible.
And yet, he might be the only thing keeping me from falling apart.
Nash I’ve spent a long time convincing myself I don’t need anyone. Then Carter walks into my life and makes me question everything. Maybe it’s the sadness in his eyes.
Maybe it’s the way he keeps fighting even when he’s barely holding himself together. Or maybe it’s because, somewhere along the way, he starts feeling like home.
Falling for him was never part of the plan. Neither was wanting to protect him from the ghosts that still haunt him. But some people become impossible to walk away from.
And I think Carter might be one of them.
