Love, Michael (Healing Heart #1)

Prologue

After

“The board was cleaning Michael’s office a month ago, and we found this.”

I tremble and grab my coffee as she pulls something from her purse.

Through the tremors, coffee splashes over the rim, causing the hot liquid to run down my fingers.

But I’m too nervous to reach for a napkin and begin with slow sips.

She hands me the envelope, and I freeze when I see my name scribbled across the paper.

“I think you should read what is in this letter,” she says.

Setting the cup down, I wipe my hands on my jeans and reach for the envelope.

My heart races, and I slowly tear open the seal and pull out the letter.

Dear Jill,