Ever since childhood, Rosemary knew she was an adopted child. That didn’t stop her from feeling like part of the family, but it made her prove that she could do it on her own. Refusing her parents’ financial support, she built a career as a photographer, married, survived betrayal, and went through a scandalous divorce. But in her life, there was always someone. Ashton Hart. The biological son of her adoptive father, who appeared out of nowhere. Rosemary learned about him when he was seventeen and she was twenty-two. Yet instead of jealousy or fear of being left out of the new family, she felt something else entirely.
Ashton became everything to her: a friend, a brother, a protector—her closest person. Someone who understood her without words. Someone she trusted more than herself. But where is the line between attachment and something more? She convinced herself it didn’t mean anything. She turned a blind eye to the obvious. But when she finally realized the truth—he was already tired of waiting for her.