Three years after her husband’s tragic passing, Hillary thought she had found love once more. But when her 6 – year – old daughter spills a bone – chilling secret about her new stepdad, everything starts to crumble…
After my husband, Charles, died in a freak work accident, my world was shattered. For three long years, I dragged myself through life, holding it together solely for my 6 – year – old daughter, Maggie. She was my entire world. She still is.
Ever since then, she’s been the main reason I force myself out of bed each morning. But as time went by, even her adorable smiles couldn’t fully heal the gaping void in my heart.
Then Jacob entered our lives.
He had this warm, inviting smile that instantly made you feel secure, as if everything would turn out okay. He was patient, kind, and, most importantly, he was head over heels for Maggie.
I witnessed my daughter come alive in his presence in a way I hadn’t seen since Charles passed away. Gradually, I allowed myself to believe again. Maybe there was still happiness to be found in life after Charles, and perhaps that happiness involved someone new.
I could almost hear Charles saying, “Hillary, we had years of being each other’s ‘great love,’ but now it’s time for you to find another kind of love. Go be happy. Do it for Maggie. Do it for yourself.”
And so, I let Jacob in. Before long, a relationship flourished between us.
Two months ago, I married Jacob on a charming little farm with a duck pond. I thought I had finally found the missing piece of our family puzzle. Or at least, a piece that would help Maggie and me move forward with our lives.
But sometimes, life doesn’t just throw unexpected challenges; it strikes right at your heart.
Let me tell you the whole story.