I swore I’d protect her for him.
For three years, I’ve carried the weight of a promise I never wanted to keep.
Luke was my brother in arms. My best friend.
And when he died, I buried more than just a friend.
I buried the truth I could never admit—that I’ve always loved his wife.
Then the letter came.
His handwriting. His final words.
A request that gutted me.
Take care of Clara.
If fate allows… love her.
Now she’s standing in front of me—still beautiful, still broken, still the only woman I’ve ever wanted.
And I’m the last man who should touch her.
But when she looks at me, I can’t breathe.
When she leans into me, I can’t resist.
And when she kisses me, I know I’m already lost.
Because loving Clara isn’t the betrayal I always feared.
It’s the one thing Luke asked of me.
But if love was stolen from her once…
