In the wake of my husband’s death, I was not expecting love.
But, you know the saying, “Love has a way of finding us when we least expect it?”

Turns out, it’s true…I was not expecting love and it found me.

I also was not expecting to be pregnant. Are there any sayings for that?

Unmistakably handsome and undeniably protective, Warren gives me a sense of comfort that is surprisingly intoxicating. Each encounter with him brings our relationship to heightened levels of connection.

As our bond deepens, Warren might understand the pregnancy.
But will he forgive me when he finds out I am not who I have pretended to be?