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Prologue

This story doesn’t have a happy ending

It’s better I tell you that now

I’s, there’s a romantic inside of me that has refused to die, even after all these years Even after being married to a man as patched in to one of the deadliest MCs in the country There was nothing romantic about it, despite what popular culture likes to tell you

Especially during those bloody years Before the club steered in a itimate direction

There were losses Deep cuts that left me with my scars of my own Wounds I helped my husband tend to The husband ore a Sons of Templar MC cut

He was buried in that cut

But that’s juinning Which is good Because now you knohat’s waiting for you at the end of this story

You can rief The choice I couldn’t make

Part I

Before

Chapter 1

“Can I carry your books for you?”

I looked up and lost my breath

He was standing there staring at me like such a request was co Derrick to ask me, Lizzie Kirkpatrick, to carry her books

And he didn’t even givebut a dreaained the ability to speak He just leaned forward, sel, and took them out of my arms