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supporting you in the past, then I could start by flying out and coming to your book signing.”

“He did?”

Her father chuckled, a reluctant respect shaping his mouth and crinkling the edges of his eyes. “He’s very persuasive.”

“Tell me about it.” Cora was still shaking her head, like her brain couldn’t quite compute what was happening. Her fingers automatically went to the caterpillar pendant around her neck, the familiar feel of the smooth, gold disk grounding her. “I can’t believe you came.”

The words popped out before she could think, but her father simply nodded. “I haven’t given you much reason to believe I would support you. I regret that.”

“I only ever wanted to make you proud.”

“You did, Cora. You survived living with your mother and me while we fought like animals and spewed hate onto each other and you still turned out to be a strong, creative woman with a big heart. That makes me proud.” He smoothed a hand over his hair. “I’m sorry it took me so long to see that my fears stopped me from letting you fly.”

“You’re here now. That’s what matters,” she said, swallowing against the lump in her throat.

“Can you forgive me?”

“Of course. We’re family.”

In a rare show of emotion, her father hugged her close. The gesture almost knocked the strength out of her for how many years she’d craved this—his love and acceptance. His presence at an important time in her life.

She looked up and saw Trent leaning in the doorway to the house, hands in his pockets and a smile on his lips. Behind him, his mother stood with a protective hand on his shoulder and tears in her eyes. They all knew that family wasn’t always easy. It wasn’t always perfect.

But the main thing a family needed to survive was forgiveness, and between them all, they had enough to heal every one of their wounds.

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Acknowledgments

Thank you to each and every reader who has taken a chance on me in my career. Your enthusiasm for my stories, your reviews and the emails you send…they mean the absolute world to me. Thank you.

I have to thank my amazing husband, Justin. His unwavering support, tough love, gentle love, plot workshopping, enthusiasm and genuine, unrelenting desire for our happiness and success play a crucial role in my stories. He’s the reason I believe so strongly in the power of romance and the impact love can have on a person.

Thank you to Taryn, whose brainstorming genius cracked this entire book wide open! Seriously, you saved me when I was ready to scrap the whole thing and start over. Our Skype sessions never fail to revive my joy for a project or to get the plot bunnies multiplying. Thank you for being such an amazing friend, both in the writing world and out.

Thank you to all the people in the book world who help a project go from idea to printed pages. To my agent, Jill Marsal, the team at Entangled Publishing, Liz Pelletier, Stacy Abrams, Nancy Cantor, Jessica Turner, Katie Clapsadl and the production team, thank you.

Thank you to all the people in my personal life who ask how the writing is going knowing they could get literally any type of response. Mum and Dad, Sami and Albie, Melissa, Zia, Luke and Jill, Russ and Kate, Shiloh and KG, Myrna, Madura, Aliza, Jeanette, Tammy. You’re all amazing.

And, as always, thank you to my coffee machine for greeting me every morning and being a key contributor to getting my brain working enough to write. You’re the real MVP.

About the Author

Stefanie London is a USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romances and romantic comedies. Her books have been called “genuinely entertaining and memorable” by Booklist and “Elegant, descriptive and delectable” by RT magazine. Her stories have been nominated for multiple industry awards, including the Romance Writers of America RITA® award.

Originally from Melbourne, Australia, she now lives in Toronto with her very own hero. You can find her at stefanie-london.com

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