PROLOGUE

"Promises, they break and shard, and the shards make deep cuts all over your body when you hug too tight"
~AJ Harmon~

A dear friend once wrote those exact words to me. The instant I read them I realized truer words had never been spoken. I once believed love to be a gift from god... and the vows you made on your wedding day to be something stronger than promises... though I'm not sure what. I once believed that in the moment you stood before the person you claimed to love that it was impossible to lie, impossible to say anything other than the complete and eternal truth... But like my dearest Aj said promises break. My big brother held his wife's vows too tightly. He loved her with more than we all had to give, with his entire being, with his last breath. He squeezed himself to her promises to love, honor, and cherish him... and they shattered and the shards killed him. She killed him.

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