She didn’t plan to fall in love—she only needed to drown out the pain in the arms of a man who meant nothing to her. But when a resort affair suddenly goes beyond the bounds of a light game, she has to admit: maybe there’s still room in her heart for someone else.
I was sure: after the divorce, I wouldn’t look at any man anymore.
I won’t be able to love again.
There is room in my heart for only one.
And this random stranger… is just a temporary substitute.
A novel for vacation time.
Sex with him means nothing.
Just being next to him makes the pain in my chest quieter.