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Marcus Wheeler is a 26-year-old trucker who thinks he's seen it all-until a routine delivery to a small Illinois town called Anna changes everything. Some places in America never moved forward. And sunset is in four hours.
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"I was trying to stop you from embarrassing yourself," he said quietly. "But you-" He ran a hand through his hair, frustration showing in his voice. "You always have to fight back. Always need to prove something." Meher looked at him, her eyes wide with disbelief. "You think I was trying to prove something? Do you hear yourself? Jin, I was just trying to live." Her voice cracked. "I was just trying to be me." Jin clenched his jaw. Why was this so hard? "Then maybe you should stop expecting everyone to get you," he said, his tone sharper than he meant. "Not everyone has to like you, Meher." She sucked in a breath, pain flashing across her face before she quickly hid it. "And what about you? You've made it clear that you don't like me either." Jin opened his mouth, then shut it. He should just say yes and end it here. That would be the smart thing to do. But he didn't. Because the truth was-he didn't hate her. He hated the way she made him feel. The way she made him see things he didn't want to deal with. The way she pushed him to face his own truth. He wanted to say it, but his pride held him back. So instead, he let out a hard breath and changed the subject. "Get up and come to the car. We have to go home." Meher gave a dry, cold laugh and shook her head. "See? You can't even deny it." Two strangers from two different worlds - one from the vibrant lanes of India, the other from the unforgiving spotlight of Korea's music industry. Neither was looking for the other. Neither was ready. But fate doesn't wait for readiness. Bound by their families yet divided by misunderstandings, their hearts clash and collide - love weaving itself between resentment and longing, leaving imprints neither of them asked for. When past wounds and hidden truths threaten to tear them apart, will they hold on to what they've become to each other - or let go of the only person who ever left a mark that mattered?

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