Wendy's eyes narrowed at the memory, bitterness hardening her heart. She had spent three years tracking him down, learning only that he had passed away a decade prior, taking with him the name Auburn as a rejection of his past. And with that, he walked out on her empire and the privileges she had battled so hard to give him. It was not that he had seen someone that she thought was lesser but had crossed a boundary, separating love-something she believed was a weakness above duty, loyalty, and ambition-from all these qualities.
Present Day.
Wendy Taylor felt determination begin to run through her veins; fire sparked in her heart, eager to heal the wounds of the past. She craved an opportunity to hug her daughter-in-law and granddaughter and to knit back together the threads of family that
