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We made mistakes and betrayed our hearts. And in the end, everything went up in flames. Walking away from the devastation isn't an option. Not when I'm at the center of it all. Three hearts hang in the balance. A choice must be made. Keep one and let one go. No matter what I decide, someone is getting burned. There's no winning this battle. No one ever said love is easy. But I never knew it would be this hard. Love can be a poison, and sometimes, it's the only thing that can save us.

My love life has been epic. Epically disastrous. But that’s all in the past. I put my unrequited crush on Zach, my best friend’s grumpy brother, behind me years ago. My ex-fiancé, the jerk who left me at the altar, is also in my emotional rearview. Now, I’m focusing on my career. I don’t have time for romance. Then my ex shows up, and everything changes.

Ci sono angoli e demoni in guerra nella mia testa. Avevo tutto sotto controllo: finire la scuola superiore, frequentare un seminario, e finalmente seguire la mia vocazione di diventare un prete. Quello che non avevo considerato era lei. Grace Miller. La ragazza che era sempre stata fuori dalla mia portata. La ragazza che mi fa ancora mozzare il respiro con un solo sguardo. Non avrei mai immaginato che sarebbe diventata la mia tentazione e il mio vizio, e probabilmente anche la mia rovina. Adesso sono a un bivio, e la mia testa è un campo di battaglia.

I knew falling for him was wrong. I did it anyway, his half smiles and blue eyes pulling me deeper. Blue eyes that made me soar. He wasn't mine to keep, though. And like all good and rare things, it came to an end. Then, he strolls into my life, armed with dimples and gray eyes. Gray eyes that ground me. He smashes through my defenses, stealing what is left of my heart. Now, my heart is a war zone, past and present battling for my forever. They say lightning doesn't strike the same place twice. I call bullshit on that theory.

There are angels and demons at war inside my head. I had it all figured out: finish high school, attend seminary, and finally answer my calling of becoming a priest. What I hadn't counted in the equation was her. Grace Miller. The girl who was always out of my reach. The girl who still makes me lose my breath with just a look. Little did I know she would become my temptation and vice, and quite possibly, my ruin. Now I'm standing at a crossroads, and my head is a battlefield. How do I choose sides when it means losing a part of who I am?