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Chapters (85)
  1. BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY
  2. ONE
  3. Rosey
  4. TWO
  5. Byron
  6. THREE
  7. Rosey
  8. FOUR
  9. Byron
  10. FIVE
  11. Rosey
  12. SIX
  13. Byron
  14. SEVEN
  15. Rosey
  16. EIGHT
  17. Rosey
  18. NINE
  19. Byron
  20. TEN
  21. Rosey
  22. ELEVEN
  23. Byron
  24. TWELVE
  25. Rosey
  26. THIRTEEN
  27. Byron
  28. FOURTEEN
  29. Rosey
  30. FIFTEEN
  31. Rosey
  32. SIXTEEN
  33. Byron
  34. SEVENTEEN
  35. Rosey
  36. EIGHTEEN
  37. Byron
  38. NINETEEN
  39. Rosey
  40. TWENTY
  41. Rosey
  42. TWENTY-ONE
  43. Byron
  44. TWENTY-TWO
  45. Byron
  46. TWENTY-THREE
  47. Rosey
  48. TWENTY-FOUR
  49. Rosey
  50. TWENTY-FIVE
  51. Byron
  52. TWENTY-SIX
  53. Rosey
  54. TWENTY-SEVEN
  55. Byron
  56. TWENTY-EIGHT
  57. Rosey
  58. TWENTY-NINE
  59. Byron
  60. THIRTY
  61. Rosey
  62. THIRTY-ONE
  63. Rosey
  64. THIRTY-TWO
  65. Byron
  66. THIRTY-THREE
  67. Rosey
  68. THIRTY-FOUR
  69. Rosey
  70. THIRTY-FIVE
  71. Byron
  72. THIRTY-SIX
  73. Rosey
  74. THIRTY-SEVEN
  75. Byron
  76. THIRTY-EIGHT
  77. Byron
  78. EPILOGUE
  79. A month later – New York City
  80. 14 months later - Star Falls
  81. MR. MAYFAIR
  82. Beck
  83. Beck
  84. Stella
  85. BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY

“I’ll pay all the legal costs,” I say.

He offers me a small smile. “You’re a good person too, Rosey. I’m sorry things weren’t different between us.”

“Me too.” In many ways, it would be easy to love Frank. He’s kind and generous and he loves me. But he’s not where my heart is. That honor belongs here, in the Colorado Rockies, where my heart has never felt more at home.

THIRTY-TWO

Byron

I watch Rosey climb into the shuttle bus with a man I’ve never seen before. I know I have no right to feel jealous, but that doesn’t stop it. Who is that guy? He’s older than her, and not a local, but they clearly know each other.

“They’re ready for you now,” Gary calls. “Everyone’s having coffee in the ballroom.”

“The ballroom?” I ask. My head is fuzzy from the number of beers I drank at Grizzly’s last night, but I’m pretty sure I said I wanted this meeting in the Peak Room. I’ve invited some of the people I’ve known the longest in Star Falls for a meeting. I have a proposal for them, and I want to hear their concerns. I owe them that.

“No,” he says. “Not the ballroom. The room adjacent to the ballroom. The one with the views.”

The Peak Room. I pull in a breath and head down. We’ve definitely picked up some more applications from the people of Star Falls since I stopped avoiding town. I don’t know why I stayed away for so long. These people don’t hate me or pity me. They just know me.

I open the door to find the Peak Room full of around twenty people, coffee cups in their hands, chattering away. No one pays me the slightest bit of attention. I can’t help but smile. There’s not a room in the Colorado Club I’ve walked into and been ignored—not when those rooms are full of people here at my employ. But I like this feeling. It sums up Star Falls. Not one person is more important than anyone else.

I grab a cup of coffee and see Walt coming toward me.

“Hey, man, this place is gorgeous. The views are incredible.”

“You should know. You’ve lived here your whole life.”

He chuckles. “But I don’t know if it’s the windows or the lighting in here or what, but it looks more magical than usual.”

“Same place, different perspective,” I say.

“Right,” he says. “So what’re we all doing here? I know we’re not here for the coffee because, between you and me, Twilight Lattes does a better job.”

I clutch my chest. “You’re killing me.”

“You know you’re only going to get the truth from me,” he says.