When workaholic Lawrence Weller walks in on the aftermath of his fiancé Frankie cheating on him, his world shatters. Frankie’s the love of his life, the only person he’s ever trusted, and the betrayal leaves him devastated.<br><br>Franklin Ennis makes a huge mistake he regrets deeply before it’s even over. He pleads for a second chance, willing to do whatever it takes to save their relationship.<br><br>A love that deep doesn’t just stop, so Lawrence agrees to try. But mistakes don’t happen in a vacuum. Are they both willing to own up to their part? Will their love be enough to repair what was crushed? Can trust once broken be rebuilt?

Regaining Trust

When my phone buzzes, I jump, and my heart speeds up. Is it Frankie? Can he sense my freak-out?


I steel myself and look at the screen and almost fall over when it’s just a reminder of my upcoming meeting in fifteen minutes.


Of course. Frankie’s not a fucking psychic.


But it’s what I need to snap out of my panic. I take another deep breath, hold it in my belly, and then decide to stand the fuck up.


Mind over matter, Lawrence. Just do it.


I stand up straight, shrug out of my jacket, and brush rubbish from the tree off the back. Breathe in. When it’s clean enough, I put it back on. Breathe out.I run my fingers through my hair, rub my face with my hands, hoping to wipe away any traces of my freak-out. Another inhale forces the bile back down my throat, and on the exhale, I unclench my teeth.


Chapter 16