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Logline
Brynn Davis, the girl from a shattered home, finds her escape in the boy next door, but one painful secret will tear them apart, setting their lives on two different paths, forever connected by one hidden truth.
Blurb
Brynn Davis and Tyler Hayes have been best friends since they were kids. He's her safe escape, and she's the girl who stole his first kiss.
When Brynn's world gets too loud, Tyler's window is the door to her peace. Through every downfall, and climb back up, they've always been there for one another. But in one decision, and one secret bound in a torturous lie, they're torn apart.
Ten years later, Tyler is living his dream in the NBA, miles from home. He should be reveling in having it all, but he's missing all the things he used to love, including the one girl who turned his life upside down in so many ways.
Has too much happened to build their connection again, or are their paths still destined to cross?
~Prologue: The Now~
Brynn
There are certain choices we make throughout our lives, split decisions that determine the course of everything to follow. Sure, those decisions may be thought out and carefully planned with thorough reasoning to back it up, but whatever we choose sets forth a path carved among the stones.
I've made a lot of decisions in my twenty-eight years. As a single mom, some are as simple as what to cook for dinner while others dig deeper, pulling at all the aspects that have built who I am.
There's one decision, though, one choice that's branded itself against my heart, searing an unforgiving path into my story. It's one that still lingers in the shadows, weighing heavy against my shoulders whenever the quiet gets too loud.
Like right now.
But I push it away, ignoring the dull ache between my eyes, the stress of everything making itself known. Instead, I focus on the view around me, finding peace and distraction in the things that have always brought me calm.
Driving down the same road I've traveled most of my life, I can't help but take in the views. It should get old, the same lake tucked away within the Sierra Nevadas, the same setting sun that dances across the water each and every day. But somehow, through darkened days and brighter horizons, the sight before me never seems to lose its spark. It's breathtaking.
The way the mountains encase the glass surface of the water, their mirrored reflection extending across the lake. It's something I don't think I'll ever tire of, something that somehow brought me peace growing up when the days seemed like the light would never shine through. And trust me, I had some dark days. Ones that forced me to grow up a whole lot sooner than I should have.
