Done
My grandpa once told me I didn’t know what it meant to be “done,” which was crazy because I had finished everything I’d ever started.
It was when I met Jesse that I realized what Gramps had actually been talking about.
From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew I was done for.
But Jesse wasn’t just the new girl in town. She was a single mom who had warned me from the beginning that her heart belonged to one man—her son, Max.
It’s a good thing I didn’t want her heart.
Or so I thought.
Despite her warnings, I found myself falling for her more with each passing day. I became determined to show her that not only could she have my heart, but there was room in hers for me and Max.
And it almost worked.
Until everything we found together started burning to the ground, and she once again closed herself off, pushing me away.
“We’re done.”
But I’d never be done. Like I said before, I finished everything I started, and I’d never stop trying to prove to Jesse that moving to Harmony Haven wasn’t just a fresh start; it was where she truly belonged.
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