Writing books has always come naturally to me. Romance novels were the main genre that caught my attention, and I was known for them, even though I was not known by face except for a few people who knew my true identity.
I never thought a romance was in my future or that my life would become something like the novels I wrote, but when I met the man that I had "known" a long time ago in a different life than the one I lived now, working in a coffee shop and hiding from those who had known me as someone else, someone that hadn't been a published author but a child of twelve and the only daughter amongst sons.
So when the man entered my life a second time, ordering a coffee for himself and not having someone else do it like normal, others started to enter my life, starting with another boy, turned man, that I hadn't seen in years and had been a family member of mine before I changed my identity and hidden in plain sight.
With one coffee, man, and shop, my life changed for the better or worse. Only time will tell what love story I find myself in, and hopefully, it won't end in heartbreak.