She was a girl who buried her dreams in the fields and her guilt in the silence of night. He was a man bound by legacy, carrying a name heavier than his own heart. Their marriage was not born of love - but of duty. Yet somewhere between unspoken grief and hesitant glances, between silence and surrender, something tender begins to bloom. A story of two broken souls who learn that sometimes, love arrives not as a choice - but as a quiet rescue.

Alexander, James and Skye were triplets. They were stolen from their family at the age of 4. The family searched for them day and night never giving up, years past and they knew they had to face reality. The triplets weren't coming back. Alexander, James and Skye were stolen in daylight, they had wandered off from one of their friends birthday parties and they had been taken. of course it hadn't been random, they had been targeted. Now 10 years later they are no longer the happy care free children, they have scars both litteral and metaphorical. Alexander being the oldest always tried to protect his younger siblings but that didn't matter to them. They found a way to hurt the triplets whenever they could. Until one day when everything changed. A police raid and the kids were taken to the station. They were finally free from the cruel grasp of their abusers. Only to be reunited with their family. What really caused them to be abducted?

She's a single mom trying to find her way after a fire cost her everything. He's an NFL player who had given up on the idea of love until she came into his life. After Theo opens up his home to Teagan and her kids the two find something they both thought would never be possible.