*Olivia’s POV*

Jorel Clifford was exactly as I’d always imagined. And he’d barely arrived before capturing my entire family’s attention. I glanced at Gabe and my dad talking by the lake, a flicker of hope sparking that they might be having an honest conversation, where my husband was finally telling my dad what he’d done to him in the past.

I might’ve been far from Gabe, but I could feel his gaze burning me like a torch. How did that man have such power over me? Would it last ...