I had everything any woman could want. Big house, handsome husband, money for anything I wanted. But I wasn't just any woman. And none of those things was enough. I never planned on divorcing Gabe, but once the words were out, I knew they were right. And it was hard. The hourly pay, the small apartment in a shady part of town. But I was finally free to follow my own dreams, the ones Gabe had always said there'd be time for later. My business was taking off, my life was my own, and when my ex-husband came back, hoping for a second chance... I wasn't sure I could give him one. Except I never stopped loving him. I never stopped thinking of the way it felt when he touched me, held me, told me I was it for him. But giving Gabe a second chance could mean giving up everything I'd finally found. Can a failed marriage ever turn into the love of your life?