“He did more than break your heart, didn’t he?”
Emma Marshall is haunted by memories of a horrific attack she can’t bury deep enough. Most of all, Emma is haunted by fear — fear that she will never be free of her abusive ex’s control, fear she will never be able to trust another man again.
No one knows the unspeakable truth of what happened between Emma and her ex-fiancé Beaux. It’s a secret Emma plans to carry to the grave, until Julian Cole, a music executive with a dark past of his own, moves in next door and opens Emma’s mind and heart to the possibility of love after a violent betrayal. As the reporter and music executive grow closer in the historic French Quarter of New Orleans, Emma realizes she must face her past in order to heal and move forward with Julian. But Emma soon learns Beaux will do anything to keep his sins a secret.
Emma must risk everything to protect her newfound happiness and Julian from Beaux’s threats. Putting her investigative skills to good use, Emma embarks on a dangerous journey to gather evidence and bring Beaux to justice. But the deeper Emma gets into Beaux’s wicked world, the more complicated things become. How far will Beaux go to keep his secrets? How far will Emma go to protect the ones she loves? Find out in this women’s empowerment thriller about life and love after abuse.
"My choices were to either suck up my pride and give in to my parents, which meant moving back home and never thinking of doing anything for myself again, or find a way to make ends meet. That’s when Mr. Turnip spoke to Mr. Edgar, and that was that. I’m sure in the short amount of time you spent with Mr. Edgar you can see how inspirational he is, how he’s one with the music," I say with a smile. "He and Mr. Turnip allowed me to be one with myself and with that came a respect and appreciation for this city and the arts, an even greater one than I already had," I say with a nod.
"So, basically, before Mr. Turnip and Mr. Edgar, you were uncultured," Julian says in all seriousness.
"What? No!" I say, my voice rising in pitch. His flat lips break into a smile at my outburst. "No, I was—I was sheltered, at times I’d even use the word trapped. I used to think I’d never amount to anything but someone’s daughter and then someone’s wife and that scared me," I reveal. "So, I ran. But I don’t know. I feel like I’ve been running for so long, I don’t even know what I’m running towards anymore," I admit.
"Hmm," Julian muses. "And here I thought you had it all figured out."
"No one has it all figured out. Some people are just better at making it seem that way," I admit.
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