Once, Mila Thomas had love, marriage and the promise of the family she’d always longed for, until tragedy struck. Now, with the ink still drying on her divorce papers, no matter how painful it is, it’s time to move on...

To begin again?

Leaving Mila was the hardest thing Jordan’s ever had to do. However, when fate brings them back together, he’s reminded of what drew him to his beautiful wife in the first place, and he wonders if it’s ever too late to try again?

To my husband, Grant. Thank you for showing me what

a strong relationship is. It’s knowing that we can face

whatever comes our way that has helped me to write

about a relationship that survives after the unthinkable.

You are my inspiration. I love you.

And for the incredibly strong women in my family.

Your courage in facing the most heartbreaking of losses

inspired this story. Your determination in facing the

future inspired these characters.

I hope it brings you a measure of comfort.

PROLOGUE

JORDAN THOMAS COULDN’T take his eyes off his event planner.

Well, he supposed he couldn’t exactly call her ‘his’ when his father had been the one to hire her. But since he had inherited his mother’s half of the vineyard—which he would have gladly traded to have her back—he figured his father’s decision went for the both of them.

‘Are you going to keep staring at her, or are you going to introduce yourself?’

His father, Gregory, barely glanced at him as he said the words. The serious tone Greg had used would have alarmed anyone who didn’t know him—would have made him seem almost angry—but at twenty-seven years old Jordan knew the nuances of his father’s voice. Greg was baiting him.

‘I’m still thinking about it. I’m not sure I want to bother her an hour before the event,’ Jordan answered.

When his father didn’t reply, he sighed.

‘Maybe you should call her over so that I can introduce myself, Dad.’

His father nodded his approval. ‘Mila! Would you come over here for a second?’

The minute she started walking towards them, Jordan’s heart raced. She was absolutely beautiful, he thought as he took in the perfectly designed features of her face. A small nose led to luscious lips, pink as a cherry blossom and which curved into a smile when she saw his father. The smile kicked his heart up another notch even though her brown eyes watched him carefully, surrounded by the fullest, darkest eyelashes he had ever seen.

He wondered idly if they were like that with help from cosmetic enhancements, but something told him that everything about her was natural. She made him think of the fields where his grapes grew in the vineyard—of the vibrancy of their colours and the feeling of home he always felt looking at it.

He didn’t have time to ponder the unsettling thought when she stopped in front of them.

‘Mila, you haven’t had the chance to meet my son yet.’ Greg nudged Jordan, and if Jordan hadn’t been

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