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Tyler
I sat on a stool at my granite kitchen countertop, staring off into space. It didn’t surprise me at all to realize that Lexi’s sister, Sara, was the only person I wanted to talk to about my grandfather’s sudden passing.
Since my divorce from Lexi, I had thrown myself into my work. I had created a successful offshoot of my father’s business by building one-of-a-kind handcrafted canoes and sanding them until they gleamed. Working on those sought-after boats was the only thing that had kept me sane during those long, lonely years.
My thriving business brought me an almost unfathomable degree of financial success. I had everything that money could buy, but that was where my fortune ended.
After losing Tate, Lexi and I had mutually agreed that our marriage was a sham that should n
