I wasn't supposed to love Nate Grady, let alone marry him. But we found a love that triumphed over all adversity just like Jane Eyre, my very favourite heroine.

I was young, bookish, naive on the verge of entering the convent and then I met him . The day I abandoned my old life, the day I agreed to marry him, now seems an eternity ago. But despite everyone's objections, I fell for Nate. An older, previously married man. My first and only love. My husband.

When I looked into Nate's eyes on our wedding day, the rest of the world vanished. If I was crazy for doing this, I prayed the craziness would last forever .