Some love stories begin with a kiss. Theirs began with a crime.
When Anne-Marie Scott walks home alone from night class, she never imagines that one desperate act of self-defence will pull her into the orbit of the most complicated family she has ever known.
Andrew Sawyer is charming, reckless and drowning in his father's disapproval. He is the kind of man who feels everything too deeply but hides it behind a careless smile. When he crosses a line he can never take back, Anne becomes the one person who makes him want to be better, the one person he refuses to lose, no matter what it costs.
Vincent Sawyer saves lives for a living but keeps his own carefully locked away. He does not do emotions or distractions. He certainly doesn’t lose himself over anyone...until Anne. He does not mean to let her in, and yet, somehow, she gets past every wall he’s ever built.
Two brothers. One woman. And a love triangle that shook the foundation of a family.
What follows is far from a clean love story.
It is a love story full of bad timing, worse decisions, and the kind of heartbreak that quietly hollows you out.
It is a story about a mother's love curdling into cruelty. A father choosing silence when he should have chosen his family. Two brothers who love each other deeply but nearly destroy each other completely. A girl who forgives too easily, fights too hard, and once, in her darkest moment, almost stops fighting altogether.
It is a story about a love so stubborn...that even the universe, in all its cruelty, could not end it.
