Chapters (92)
- First
- Love Connection
- Zero
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- Three
- Four
- Five
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- Seven
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- Eleven
- One Month Later
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- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Six Months Later
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Six Months Later
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- I Have Never
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- Seven
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- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- A Christmas Date
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- Seven
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- Fourteen
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- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Note from the Author
- Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
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- Also by Camilla Isley
- About the Author
I don’t need to tell her that’s exactly what I’d been thinking because she knows.
“This is exactly why I didn’t tell you,” she says fiercely.
“You don’t get to decide how I should live my life. You should’ve told me.”
“And what? Watch you throw away a wonderful man who simply adores you to chase after a memory?”
“Don’t you think it’s destiny Jake ending up here, of all places? And after all this time, just when he got divorced. He married the wrong person. You almost married the wrong person. Maybe I’m about to marry the wrong person too.”
“So tell me. In the two months Jake’s been here, how many times did he call you?”
“He doesn’t have my number.”
“You’ve been working at the same firm since you moved here. If he wanted to contact you, all he had to do was call your office.”
“Maybe he thinks I don’t want him to call me. I left him. I never answered any of his calls. I never told him I still loved him… and if I did…”
“What? You’d get back together with him? Do you even know Jake? When was the last time you spoke to him?”
I blink at her, get up again, and move toward the door, giving Amelia my shoulders. I need to think.
“Listen, I’m not saying you should marry Richard at all costs,” Amelia says. “Tell me you don’t love Richard and you don’t have to say another word. I’ll get you out of here and take care of everything. The guests, the minister, your parents…”
At that instant, the door bursts open again and I see a brief image of Richard looking dashing and full of life in his tuxedo before he closes the door again.
“Sorry, wrong room!” he shouts from the other side. “I know it’s bad luck to see the bride before the ceremony, but I’m glad I got a peek. You’re breathtaking. I love you.”
I hear steps moving down the hall and assume Richard’s gone.
Staring at the door, transfixed, I can feel Amelia’s eyes piercing two holes between my shoulders.
She’s right. I know Richard. I know where I stand with him. Jake? I don’t know him anymore. It hits me like a punch in the stomach. It’s been too long. The Jake I knew wouldn’t have married a woman to divorce her only months later. Maybe he’s a different man, altered beyond all recognition. He won’t be the same Jake I once knew. The boy I lost my virginity to one summer afternoon at his parents’ lake cabin. Amelia’s right—I’m not going to throw everything away for the memory of something that’s long gone.
Thirty-one
Vows
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Saturday, September 1—Chicago Area