The Choices I’ve Made

Twelve years ago, he drove away with my heart in his hands.

I’ve moved on since then.

Or so I thought.

Growing up in a small town, there weren’t too many options when it came to friends. But, even in a sea of a million, I’d always choose Jake Jameson.

I felt safe with him. Safe with my secrets, my dreams and eventually — my heart. I thought we’d have forever together.

That was a long time ago.

I thought I’d forgotten those piercing blue eyes and the sound of his laugh. I tried to obliterate the memory of his touch from my mind.

But, one single glance, as he stands at my door, twelve years later, and I’m suddenly transported back to a simpler time when love was easy, and my heart was whole.

The problem?

I’m marrying his best friend.