sneak peek:
Hobie’s voice cracked; the syllables sharp as broken glass. “I love you,” he said, desperation clawing at his chest. “I’ve loved you since the first time we met." His words seemed to have vanished into thin air, as if no one had heard them.
They stood there, rain soaking through their clothes, regret and anger swirling between them. They wondered if forgiveness was even possible. Maybe—just maybe—they could find a way to make amends. But first, they had to face the wreckage they caused—the shattered trust, the broken hearts.
Without a second thought or hesitation, he spoke, "I love her," his voice filled with unwavering conviction.