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She can forgive, but can she forget?
Some days, Everly still thinks she sees him. In the food court at the mall, or in a car speeding past as the light changes. It only lasts a second, but when it happens, she slips back to a time when she was ruled-and nearly ruined-by August Kincaid. And it doesn't matter that she's moved on, that she's about to marry another man. In those moments the only thing she can do to regain control is take a deep breath and remind herself that August can't hurt her-because he's in a coma. Except that he's not anymore.
August is awake. With no memories, he sets out to solve the mystery of his lost life. He unearths a photograph of a beautiful redhead named Everly and knows instinctively that she's the key. But when he finds her, the August she describes is more monster than man.
Tortured by the thought of having hurt her, August wants only to become the man Everly deserves. As the new August emerges, Everly glimpses the person she first fell in love with. But can she trust that this August is real? When the final secret of their shared past is revealed, one of them will make a choice that changes their future forever . . .
Some days, Everly still thinks she sees him. In the food court at the mall, or in a car speeding past as the light changes. It only lasts a second, but when it happens, she slips back to a time when she was ruled-and nearly ruined-by August Kincaid. And it doesn't matter that she's moved on, that she's about to marry another man. In those moments the only thing she can do to regain control is take a deep breath and remind herself that August can't hurt her-because he's in a coma. Except that he's not anymore.
August is awake. With no memories, he sets out to solve the mystery of his lost life. He unearths a photograph of a beautiful redhead named Everly and knows instinctively that she's the key. But when he finds her, the August she describes is more monster than man.
Tortured by the thought of having hurt her, August wants only to become the man Everly deserves. As the new August emerges, Everly glimpses the person she first fell in love with. But can she trust that this August is real? When the final secret of their shared past is revealed, one of them will make a choice that changes their future forever . . .
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EXCERPT
My hand shook as I pulled the box
into my lap, preparing myself for what may lay hidden within. I felt nervous and sick with
anticipation. I suddenly wanted to flee,
but where would I go? And how would I
get there? Moving my leg took more
concentration than I was willing to admit and I was still attached to what
looked to be a hundred monitoring devices.
The
box stared back at me, waiting...wondering when I would crack its lip and
finally divulge the secrets it had been keeping for so long.
Taking a deep breath, I placed my
hand on the lip and pulled, knowing there was only one way to find out.
All neatly arranged inside, I found
clothes, a wallet and a scattering of other personal belongings. I immediately went for the wallet, knowing it
would hold the most information. Everything else forgotten, my fingers traced
the smooth edges of the soft leather as I bent it open.
There staring back at me was a
picture of my own face. Because of the
mirror across the room near the sink, I'd managed to catch a glimpse of my
reflection a time or two since awaking here hours earlier.
The man looking up at me on the
California driver’s license photo was a stark contrast to the person I was
today.
Cold empty green eyes looked
through me, as if the world and everything in it were beneath him. With a crisp white shirt and flawless green
tie and jacket, there was no smile permeating through the lens--not even a hint
of emotion was showing. My now long,
unkempt hair had been trimmed short and neat, matching the impeccable persona
that could be seen even through the tiny picture.
My attention turned towards the
address.
1023 Sea Cliff Lane, San
Francisco.
I looked out the window, trying to
see if anything beyond its paned glass brought back any hints or memories of a
life I once led.
San Francisco.
Even though the driver’s license
confirmed what the nurse had already told me, I still felt no connection with
the city below. Nothing called out to
me, nothing held my attention.
Was there anyone down there that
would remember my name?
I dug further through the wallet,
finding a couple hundred dollars in cash, as well as several credit cards and a
few membership cards to places I'd never heard of, but apparently belonged to.
Or had belonged to.
What happened to your life when you
went into a coma? Did you
disappear? Cease to exist or did life
carry on? I looked at the address on my
driver’s license and wondered if I still had a home...a bank account? I wasn't dead, but who had been paying my
bills for the last two?
Did I have money to pay the bills?
Fuck.
Suddenly, all I wanted was to slip
back into that coma and never wake up again.
And then I saw her.
It was just a glimpse at first, the
edge of a picture sticking out from inside the wallet--a wisp of hair that had
me pulling at it to see it properly.
With the golden gate bridge as our
backdrop, a much younger, carefree version of myself held a girl in my arms and
suddenly the world didn't feel so lonely anymore. Copper red hair tumbled down her back like a
fiery mane. Her bright blue eyes
sparkled as if she held untold secrets waiting to be revealed. In my own eyes, I didn't see harshness or the
rigid void of nothing. I saw her,
reflecting back in spades, the love radiating between us.
I flipped the photo over, hoping
for something...anything that would tell me who this girl was.
There was nothing but a date and a
name.
August and Everly - 2005
Everly.
She had a name.
Now all I had to do was find her.
J.L. Berg is the USA Today bestselling author of the Ready Series. She is a California native living in the beautiful state of historic Virginia. Married to her high school sweetheart, they have two beautiful girls that drive them batty on a daily basis. When she's not writing, you will find her with her nose stuck in a romance novel, in a yoga studio or devouring anything chocolate. J.L. Berg is represented by Jill Marsal of Marsal Lyon Literary Agency, LLC.
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