Jl Mac

Year 28 Jl Mac

Sylas Broussard. He's the hometown golden boy. To the residents of sleepy, southern Palmetto Grove he's a war hero, and a modern-day saint. My view of him does not quite align with the one they hold. At ten I couldn't stand him. At fifteen I loathed him deeply. At seventeen I loved him completely. At eighteen I despised him passionately. At twenty-eight... Well, it's complicated. I have been just fine staying in another time zone, keeping my focus on work and off my past. I would prefer to remain in the office, building on my professional reputation but my sister has called me home to attend her wedding where I know I will see him again. I still hate him but I'd burn my world to the ground to forget our stupid pact and protect him from the awful truth. Keeping my secret in the past is difficult and getting out of the pact I made is harder still. Not loving Sylas Broussard like everyone else in our hometown-impossible. ***Raegan Potter. She's the former love of my life and the pride of Palmetto Grove turned into an ice queen. She's been living it up on the east coast in her designer threads and cushy job. I'm betting she won't think she's so high and mighty when she's forced to face me after a decade of radio silence. Ten years ago she walked away from me without explanation, but not before making me one big promise. She made a pact and I'm going to hold her to it. If she thought I had forgotten, she thought wrong.