Professional overthinker. Part-time heartbreaker. Full-time maker of questionable fictional decisions.
I write romance, fantasy, complicated people, and plots that definitely behave themselves.
Mostly.
Lucy Hart's vacation was supposed to be an escape.
Then she found a half-dead stranger washed ashore.
He had no memories. No past.
Only a name. Marco.
So she gave him a place to stay and somewhere along the way, the stranger she saved became the one person she couldn't imagine losing.
But when Marco's memories begin to return, so does the life he left behind.
And one accusation is all it takes for him to doubt the woman who stood beside him when he had nothing.
Lucy doesn't beg him to believe her.
She simply leaves.
By the time Marco discovers the truth, she's already gone.
No address. No family he knows of. No past he can trace.
And worse.
Lucy Hart doesn't exist.