This scar was from when she saved Zachary four years ago. She had covered it with a tattoo, determined to leave the past behind. Now, she didn't want to admit where the scar came from.

It would only remind her of how stupid she'd been—risking her life for someone who didn't love her, and not getting even a bit of love in return.

Rebecca smoothed her dress, her eyes calm as she said evenly, "I fell from a high place when I was little. I landed on a vase, and it shattered and cut ...