Éabha Holland grew up learning to tiptoe--around glass on the floor, around her father's moods, around a kind of love that hurt as much as it held her. She's running out of ways to stay numb. Her dad's addiction taught her how to disappear; hers might finish the job.
AJ Lynch has his own shadows--a family name that carries both pride and wreckage, a temper that burns too hot, and a soft spot for the girl who never learned to ask for help.
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