Sophia had moved out of the mountain estate and hadn't heard a single peep about William for days. Mountrex Motors' production line was back on track, and the new quarter's cars were rolling off the assembly line. She had been swamped with work.

Every now and then, she'd open her phone and—bam—William Brown's name would pop up. She avoided it like the plague.

After work, she came home to her little place, still adjusting to living on her own again. The house ...