(Fractured Connections #1)
by Carrie Ann Ryan
ebook
Expected publication: April 16th 2019
ISBN139781947007420
From NYT bestselling author Carrie Ann Ryan, comes a brand new series where second chances don’t come often, and overcoming an unexpected loss means breaking everything you knew.
I fell for Cameron Connolly at the wrong time. And when he left, I thought my life was over. But then, after the worst happened, I truly understood what that phrase meant. Now, he’s not ready for a second chance, and I’m not offering one. Though given that our families have been forced together after losing one of our own, I know there’s no turning back. Not this time. Not again. Not when it comes to Cameron.
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I never wanted to hurt Violet Knight, but there were reasons I had to leave all those years ago—not that she'd believe me if I told her what they were. I not only left her, I also left my foster brothers. Honestly, I didn’t want to come back to Denver to help run my father’s failing brewery. But when it comes to my brothers, I know I’ll find a way to make it work. Perhaps I’ll even earn Violet’s forgiveness and face the connection we both thought long forgotten in the process. Because I wanted her then, but now I know I need her. I just hope she needs me.
Excerpt:
“Everything’s really fucked up. And it has been fucked up for a long time. And so, I left. I left Denver, and I left you. Because I couldn’t say goodbye to you. I didn’t know how.”
“Cameron.”
Violet’s voice was soft, and I could see her shaking. I didn’t know if it was sympathy or rage. Or maybe it was a mixture of both.
Her shoulders lifted and fell as she took deep, gulping breaths, and then she looked at me, and I knew that there was just rage there.
“Really? Really? You could’ve just said it. You could’ve just told me. I wasn’t going to break because you needed to leave for your family. No, I broke because you didn’t have the decency to say goodbye. That’s why it hurts to look at you. That’s why every time I see you, I remember everything we once had, and how you threw it all away. I’m not going to hold taking care of your family against you. I’ll never hate you for wanting to make sure that little boy was okay. But I can hate you a little for how you did it all. I can hate you a bit for how it broke me into a million pieces and left me shattered on the floor.
“And that’s why you need to go. Because I don’t think you can be here right now. And I think I need to breathe.”
There was nothing else to say right then. I had told Violet why I left, which, in retrospect, was a stupid decision. But I hadn’t known what else to do at the time, and I had messed everything up. There was no amount of atonement that would make that okay.
So, I stood up and left, closing the door softly behind me. I just hoped that she would lock it and keep herself safe. But then again, it wasn’t my responsibility to keep her safe. I had nothing to do with Violet. Our lives might have been tangled once, but it didn’t mean they had to continue being so.
I didn’t know what direction I was headed—not physically or emotionally. But no matter what, it wasn’t going to be with Violet.
It couldn’t be.
“Everything’s really fucked up. And it has been fucked up for a long time. And so, I left. I left Denver, and I left you. Because I couldn’t say goodbye to you. I didn’t know how.”
“Cameron.”
Violet’s voice was soft, and I could see her shaking. I didn’t know if it was sympathy or rage. Or maybe it was a mixture of both.
Her shoulders lifted and fell as she took deep, gulping breaths, and then she looked at me, and I knew that there was just rage there.
“Really? Really? You could’ve just said it. You could’ve just told me. I wasn’t going to break because you needed to leave for your family. No, I broke because you didn’t have the decency to say goodbye. That’s why it hurts to look at you. That’s why every time I see you, I remember everything we once had, and how you threw it all away. I’m not going to hold taking care of your family against you. I’ll never hate you for wanting to make sure that little boy was okay. But I can hate you a little for how you did it all. I can hate you a bit for how it broke me into a million pieces and left me shattered on the floor.
“And that’s why you need to go. Because I don’t think you can be here right now. And I think I need to breathe.”
There was nothing else to say right then. I had told Violet why I left, which, in retrospect, was a stupid decision. But I hadn’t known what else to do at the time, and I had messed everything up. There was no amount of atonement that would make that okay.
So, I stood up and left, closing the door softly behind me. I just hoped that she would lock it and keep herself safe. But then again, it wasn’t my responsibility to keep her safe. I had nothing to do with Violet. Our lives might have been tangled once, but it didn’t mean they had to continue being so.
I didn’t know what direction I was headed—not physically or emotionally. But no matter what, it wasn’t going to be with Violet.
It couldn’t be.
About Carrie Ann Ryan
Carrie Ann Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance. Her works include the Montgomery Ink, Redwood Pack, Talon Pack, and Gallagher Brothers series, which have sold over 2.0 million books worldwide. She started writing while in graduate school for her advanced degree in chemistry and hasn’t stopped since. Carrie Ann has written over fifty novels and novellas with more in the works. When she’s not writing about bearded tattooed men or alpha wolves that need to find their mates, she’s reading as much as she can and exploring the world of baking and gourmet cooking.
Website: http://carrieannryan.com/
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