Chapter 1
The envelope in her pocket felt heavier than a transmission.
Less than five hours until lunch, until Marcus would sit across from her at The Lampstand and offer her everything she’d thought she wanted—escape, financial security, a fresh start where nobody knew she was the mechanic who’d been stupid enough to fall for her boss.
Five hours to decide if she was brave enough to stay in a place where she’d always be watching from the sidelines, or smart enough to leave before October became November became another year of loving someone who would never love her back.
Dylan picked up her tools and got back to work, because that’s what she did. She fixed things. She made them beautiful. She brought them back to life.
Everything except herself.