I thought I was an expert at resisting temptation, but she proved me wrong. What we did goes against every vow I made, but I don't regret it for a second. When she left, she taught me the true meaning of devastation. Over the years, I've become an expert in dealing with grief, loss, and longing, helping others find the redemption I so desperately crave. When she appeared in my life again, it was like an angel sent to heal me. But she's been keeping a secret that will change everything. Is the connection between us really heaven sent, or will the world get the better of us? How can I face seeing her again after it's taken me so long to get over her? Of course, even I knew the truth. I was never over her.