Things may not have been perfect. Their individual careers made being together difficult. Her touring. His away schedule. As her success grew, they spent more extended periods apart.
But at the end of the day, he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. Only her.
When Mia met Ethan, she felt a connection unlike any she’d ever felt. She gave him more of herself than she thought was even possible.
But she knew it wasn’t enough. There was a lot she didn’t share, couldn’t give him.
An event two decades in her past made sure of that.
Those demons that she’d so carefully tucked away wanted out. As Mia struggled with the stress of touring and being apart from Ethan, her defenses weakened, allowing the demons to fight their way to the surface, leaving her in a vulnerable place. A place where bad choices were made.
Choices that both of them will regret.
Can Mia and Ethan’s love survive her past? Or will it fall apart under the weight of her choices?
Mia sighed when she felt his presence behind her. She always knew when he was close. “Ethan, I don’t want to talk about it,” she warned, still staring at the beer bottle.
“Good and bad, Mia. That’s what I signed up for. I can handle this.”
She turned on him, fire in her eyes. “You may be able to, but not me. So I am choosing to not deal with it,” she said with a loud sigh. “I want a happy time here. I don’t want to talk about depressing things. I need this time to get me through until Christmas. Can’t you see that?”
“Why won’t you talk to me?” he pushed some more. He leaned against the island, his eyes imploring her.
“Goddamn it! That’s all we’ve been doing for weeks!” she erupted, surprising herself.
During the day, Ryleigh is an analyst, but even then, she’s writing, sneakily crafting scenes on post-it notes. She’s been told she’s a bit of a geek…some say nerd. She’ll agree to it all. She loves music. It’s been a force in her life for as long as she can remember. Her love of Star Wars and superheroes has probably been going on just as long…see, this is where the geek/nerd thing comes into play. But, most of all, Ryleigh loves the written word. She’s been writing for a long time. Her first story came to her during one of her history classes. She wrote it in the margins of her notebook in teeny tiny letters so no one knew that she was writing a book instead of taking notes on 16th Century Europe. She currently lives in Chicago, Illinois, with her husband and son, along with her Siberian Husky, Mick Jagger, and her cat, Winston Churchill.