

Steve I died nine months ago. My heart was still buried six feet under. Being labeled a widower at thirty was too kind. I was a ghost. Eat. Sleep. Work. Repeat. Until she crashed into my life without warning. Erica Three seconds changed everything. Now I was starting...

Steve I died nine months ago. My heart was still buried six feet under. Being labeled a widower at thirty was too kind. I was a ghost. Eat. Sleep. Work. Repeat. Until she crashed into my life without warning. Erica Three seconds changed everything. Now I was starting...