Sophie Slade is the author of paranormal and contemporary romance. She started writing at the age of fourteen when she took a Creative Writing class and she was hooked. After college, she worked as a reporter, but went back to her first love--writing fiction. Sophie believes that love conquerors all, which is reflected in her stories. Sophie has a Bachelor of Arts in Communications, News Editorial sequence, from the University of Tennessee at Martin, and a minor in English. She currently resides in Florida with her husband, children, a persnickety cat, and a very bossy dog. Look for her books anywhere books are sold.

On her way to Nashville to try her hand at a singing career, Alyssa Collins meets Logan Ambrose, her soul mate in every way. Not only is he a great singer and guitar player, he has a down-to-earth personality to die for. Soon, he proposes and they make plans for the future, but everything changes in an instant. A month later, she wakes from a coma only to learn that her life has changed forever. 
Lost and distraught, Alyssa tries to make sense of her life. Needing to make a change, she puts her singing career behind her and finds herself in law school. Ten years later, she is a lawyer at a prestigious firm. 
When Alyssa goes to New York for a political fund raiser, something happens that changes her life again. With more questions than answers, can she find it in herself to go on with her life … if tomorrow never comes?


If Tomorrow Never Comes

The next day, Casey and I flew back to Nashville. She was much more relaxed this time, knowing what to expect. Over the next few days, I threw myself into my work, trying to make sense of it all. Frank had been busy and I hadn't been able to talk to him about Casey yet, but he had invited me over for Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday. Frank said it was at Roxanne's insistence, saying that we hadn't had time to catch up lately. I smiled at the thought of Frank's wife. She was a real sweetheart.


I let out a deep sigh. The more I thought of maybe having seen Logan, the more I was convinced that I was going crazy. But the image of him at the party and then the glimpse of him on the television kept running through my mind like a bad movie on continuous loop. Was Logan really alive, or was I just seeing things? A part of me wanted answers, but a part of me didn't. If he was really alive, then why did he lead me to believe that he was dead all this time?


Chapter 87