Reclaiming My Wounded First Love

My old flame is back. Trouble follows her, endangering all I hold dear.

The summer I was eighteen, I fell in love with Eden Spade.

She was my first everything.

I wanted her forever.

But she left, ripping me apart.

I bottled my mangled heart and locked it deep.

Sure I’d never love again.

Sixteen years later, Eden’s back.

And my heart has found its rhythm.

Pulsing with her every breath.

I shouldn’t get wrapped up in her.

We harbor deep resentments toward each other.

And the project we’re working on reeks of foul play.

We need our wits about us to uncover the truth.

With our lives at stake, failure is not an option.

As long as I am breathing, no one harms Eden.