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384 pages, ebook
First published December 1, 2015
"Do you think it’s possible to be in love with a woman you don’t remember?"
She can forgive, but can she forget?
Some days, Everly still thinks she sees him. In the food court at the mall, or in a car speeding past as the light changes. It only lasts a second, but when it happens, she slips back to a time when she was ruled-and nearly ruined-by August Kincaid. And it doesn't matter that she's moved on, that she's about to marry another man. In those moments the only thing she can do to regain control is take a deep breath and remind herself that August can't hurt her-because he's in a coma. Except that he's not anymore.
August is awake. With no memories, he sets out to solve the mystery of his lost life. He unearths a photograph of a beautiful redhead named Everly and knows instinctively that she's the key. But when he finds her, the August she describes is more monster than man.
Tortured by the thought of having hurt her, August wants only to become the man Everly deserves. As the new August emerges, Everly glimpses the person she first fell in love with. But can she trust that thisAugust is real? When the final secret of their shared past is revealed, one of them will make a choice that changes their future forever...
No matter how much he loved me.
No matter how much I loved him in return.
I would never, ever belong to another man.
For as long as I lived.
That was what scared me most of all. That after everything, there was still a fraction of me somewhere deep down that missed him as much as the rest of me hated him.
“Do you every think of me — when I’m not around?” she asked softly…
Stepping in closer, so she could feel the breath of my words as they fell from my mouth, I whispered, “Every second, Everly. Every damn second.”
“I don’t know how or why, but it’s only ever been you since the moment I woke up.”
Because life really didn't move on from a person such as August Kincaid.
No, you simply learned to adapt and above all, you survived.
My former life was an endless tunnel of oblivion, where there was no beginning or end.
Maybe sometimes love isn't pure. Maybe sometimes it's toxic- so toxic it consumes a person until they would do anything to have it.
Like a drug.
Could the heart remember what the mind couldn't?
Loving me destroyed you..."
"Loving you brought me back to life."
If I gave my heart over to a man who then turned into my worst nightmare...?
Who would be there to pick up the broken pieces?
No one, because there would be nothing left to find.
They say time heals all wounds. But can it forgive?
“That was what scared me most of all. That after everything, there was still a fraction of me somewhere deep down that missed him as much as the rest of me hated him.”![]()
“How could I forget a life with someone like her? It was as if I’d forgotten something as magnificent as the sun rising over the horizon.”
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“Do you every think of me — when I’m not around?” she asked softly…
Stepping in closer, so she could feel the breath of my words as they fell from my mouth, I whispered, “Every second, Everly. Every damn second.”
“I don’t know how or why, but it’s only ever been you since the moment I woke up.”
“She’d branded me permanently. I may not have had specific memories of her when I awoke in that hospital room, but my soul and body had known her instantly.”
"Move in with me. Please. Warm my bed, live in my arms, never leave."
"Do you think it's possible to be in love with a woman you don't remember?"
Because life really didn't move on from a person such as August Kincaid. No, you simply learned to adapt and above all, you survived.
I would not let the echoes of my past pollute the possibilities of my future.Everly's character really stole my heart. I could feel her internal struggle, the conflict she faced every single living, breathing moment of every single day. The choices she was facing were definitely not easy ones and she tried so desperately to do the right thing. The question was, who was it right for? She had moved on from the monster she had once known. She had built a new life. Created a new beginning and then within seconds, everything she'd build over those two years came crashing down around her. August was awake.
Life was finally moving forward and I finally had everything I'd been searching for. Until it slipped away, so fast I could do nothing but watch it crumble around me like sand.
Maybe sometimes love isn't pure. Maybe sometimes it's toxic- so toxic it consumes a person until they will do anything to have it. Like a drug.
Could the heart remember what the mind couldn’t?
How my former self had neglected such a precious treasure, I’d never understand. But now that I had a second chance, I’d give everything to right my wrongs.
Even if I didn’t remember them.
Love should be simple.
Life may be difficult, but loving someone…whether it’s right or wrong, that should be the easy part.
And loving August had always been as easy as breathing.
Secrets.
Secrets have a way of digging their way into your soul, into your mind until all you can think about is that one simple thing you omitted from a conversation or the tiny white lie you told to keep the peace.
Secrets.
Everyone has them.
Mothers, husbands, priests, even. We all walked around carrying them on our shoulders like lead weights, smiling and going about our lives as if nothing was amiss.
Yet on the inside—we were screaming.
"Maybe sometimes love isn’t pure. Maybe sometimes it’s toxic—so toxic it consumes a person until they would do anything to have it.
Like a drug."