I've only ever loved one man. One gorgeous, maddening, wonderful man. I even managed to marry him. I thought we'd be together forever, but everything changed when I lost our baby.

Instead of being his wife and lover, I was his new project. Something to fix. I didn't need to be fixed, though. I couldn't be. I needed my husband, but he wasn't there. Some other man was there. A man who stopped seeing me and only saw a fragile, wounded woman he had to shelter.

But it was all over. My husband left me. He couldn't fix me, so he stopped trying. He told me he wanted a divorce, and I had no reason to make him stay. We weren't the people we used to be. I still loved him, but, as much as I wanted it to be, sometimes love wasn't enough.

And sometimes life threw you a curve. Like being paired with my husband on an online dating site. Could it be as easy as starting over?