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A captivating dark, small-town, second-chance romance by Celine L.A. Simpson. Perfect for fans of Emily McIntire, Rina Kent, and Sav R. Miller-this story will grip your heart, twist your soul, and linger long after the final page.
It had taken me two years to get my shit together...sort of.
To rebuild from the rubble of my beliefs-beliefs that had been utterly decimated by the love of my life. My whole world changed with a single phone call from my dad, but it was Fane who shattered it completely with just one word.
Darling had been my safe space. My bubble of good in the world.
And then Fane showed up out of the blue after two years-with a team of contractors in tow and news that they were there to assess the potential for Darling to be developed, changed irrevocably into the ideal weekend getaway for city dwellers.
Over my dead body.
To make things worse, I'd been lying to my parents for the last two years, telling them Fane and I hadn't broken up. That he'd just taken a job working in a mine...in Australia.
And, of course, why wouldn't my long-distance-turned-short-distance boyfriend stay with me while he's in town?
I had one chance to show Fane that Darling was better left untouched. I had a plan, and I was willing to endure the agony of what I once thought my life would be-while he slept in my bed, stole the love of my dog, and tormented me with his mere presence. Getting under my skin seemed like a bonus for him on top of ruining the one thing I had left: Darling.
I didn't hate Fane Mackenzie. I never had. I never could. As much as I wanted to, as much as I tried, it would have made everything so much easier. But no, there was no room in my heart for hatred where he was concerned.
I just had to make sure the only casualty of his trip to Darling was me.
This book contain explicit sexual content and is suitable for readers 18+
