At twenty-four, I’d already lived a thousand lives. I was a daughter. An orphan. A foster kid. A sister. Someone to everyone, and yet I was unrecognizable to myself. I spent my time keeping everybody else afloat, while I was slowly drowning. Until I met her. The first time she walked into my life, I was mesmerized by the mysterious stranger. When I came face-to-face with her a second time, I was being introduced to my best friend’s mother. We were worlds and experiences apart, unlikely in every sense of the word. Everything between us was unexpected. Our attraction to one another, the secrets I shared, and the cracked pieces of her I so badly wanted to put back together. We broke. We healed. We loved. Desperately. But I didn’t know how to love her without losing myself, and if she discovered the cost, I knew she wouldn’t let me