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Chapters (80)
  1. Book Title
  2. About the Author
  3. Contact
  4. Dedication
  5. Chapter One
  6. HARPER
  7. FORREST
  8. Chapter Two
  9. FORREST
  10. Chapter Three
  11. HARPER
  12. Chapter Four
  13. FORREST
  14. HARPER
  15. Chapter Five
  16. HARPER
  17. FORREST
  18. HARPER
  19. Chapter Six
  20. HARPER
  21. FORREST
  22. HARPER
  23. Chapter Seven
  24. HARPER
  25. Chapter Eight
  26. FORREST
  27. HARPER
  28. FORREST
  29. HARPER
  30. Chapter Nine
  31. HARPER
  32. FORREST
  33. HARPER
  34. Chapter Ten
  35. HARPER
  36. Chapter Eleven
  37. FORREST
  38. Chapter Twelve
  39. HARPER
  40. Chapter Thirteen
  41. FORREST
  42. Chapter Fourteen
  43. HARPER
  44. Chapter Fifteen
  45. FORREST
  46. HARPER
  47. FORREST
  48. Chapter Sixteen
  49. FORREST
  50. HARPER
  51. Chapter Seventeen
  52. FORREST
  53. HARPER
  54. Chapter Eighteen
  55. FORREST
  56. HARPER
  57. FORREST
  58. HARPER
  59. FORREST
  60. Chapter Nineteen
  61. HARPER
  62. FORREST
  63. Chapter Twenty
  64. HARPER
  65. FORREST
  66. Chapter Twenty-One
  67. HARPER
  68. FORREST
  69. HARPER
  70. Chapter Twenty-Two
  71. HARPER
  72. Epilogue
  73. 6 Weeks Later
  74. 2 Years Later
  75. 4 Weeks Later
  76. That Day Book Excerpt
  77. Chapter One
  78. KURT
  79. Also by Karen Deen
  80. Acknowledgments

“Oh, baby, I will fight for you no matter what… I will fight for you because I love you, Harper. A love for you that took me by surprise but now lives inside me with such strength that I can’t deny it even if I wanted to, which I don’t. And as much as I tried to show you so you wouldn’t panic, now you need to hear the words. You don’t need to say anything, but you do need to feel it deep down. I’m not going anywhere, and I can wait as long as you need. But Harper, you are it for me, and I just hope that I’m enough to be that person for you too.”

The dam breaks, and I fall into his arms, sobbing on his shoulder. It’s like he can see all the turmoil that I have lived with for so long and in his own way is taking each piece of it and putting me back together. I don’t know how long I cry for, but I try to pull my emotions under control by focusing on his breathing. It’s slow and calm, telling me the words he just expressed have not freaked him out in any way. He truly feels love for me and he is not scared of that.

What more could I ask for in a man?

Matching my breathing to his gives me the ability to talk a little more rationally.

“I have so much I planned on telling you too, but it all seems to pale in comparison to your bombshell, which will take time for me to unpack, that’s for sure.” Sitting up again, I face him because I never want to forget this moment.

“No matter how much I tried to deny this, or run away from the enormity of it, your love for me was so big that it pulled me in too. I was scared of it hurting me or being the reason that I couldn’t do this, yet your love was the opposite. It gave me the strength to take steps I should have taken years ago. All because I wanted to continue to feel more of that love. I wanted to be a woman worthy of that love, and I needed to step back to see if I could be.” The smile creeping up his face is like a ray of sunshine.