Trace is everything.
My freaking world.
And I would do anything to keep her safe.
But I can't protect her from every kind of evil and I can no longer keep the past a secret
We were left folders.
Each one filled with the sins of our pasts.
And Trace's grandfather just asked us to read his.
There was no preparation.
And now I'm wondering if I should have let the love of my life read it at all, because some things can't be unsaid, some words stay with us forever.
I know, from this day forward, nothing will ever be the same.