The moment I first saw you, I guess you could say I had a crush on you. Sounds silly, I know. But I hadn’t been in a serious relationship since my fiancé was killed in college. That was over fifteen years ago. I brushed it off, because you were serious with Noah, and I am not that kind of guy. As we stood outside of your son’s bedroom window that day when we first met, when I responded to your call of a suspected break in or trespassing, I got a feeling that someone was messing with you. Call it intuition, whatever, I knew something was off. I later thought that your stay in Serenity Gardens was exactly what Noah and Molly were going for. They wanted you to look crazy, and they wanted to break you. I knew you were a smart woman, and I have always blamed myself for them getting away that da
