It wasn't in the plans for me to leave Pace Springs, Mississippi. My life from the age of seventeen was planned out for me. Be happily in love with my husband, Daniel, and be the best mom I could be to our daughter, Lyla.
But then both of our hearts died along with her. And in the heartache that followed, he went to prison. I left Pace Springs.
And now I'm back ten years later -- after surviving so much outside of my hometown. With a son Daniel knows nothing about.
Can we put our past heartache and mistakes behind us?