Marseille was perfect. The little town nestled on the Mediterranean coast was exactly what I had been looking for. The centuries-old house I had bought three weeks ago was exactly what I needed. Two bedrooms, one bath. It was small, but cozy. I never wanted to leave it. I breathed in the salt air as I watched the ocean smooth out against the sands beneath my balcony. The past three mornings, I"d taken my coffee out here. This morning, though, my routine had changed. I was going to meet Jonah at a cafe in town. It was within walking distance from the house, so I needed to head out a little early.
I smoothed out the skirt I was wearing before I grabbed my keys. I had twenty minutes. Plenty of time.
As I walked, I considered how much had changed in the month since I had been released from t
