After losing my husband in a car accident, I wasn’t looking for love. I just wanted peace for myself and my two grieving kids.
Then I met Brian charming, sweet, the kind of man who brought real lemonade for my children and made balloon animals out of napkins. Slowly, he worked his way into our…
After losing my husband in a car accident, I wasn’t looking for love.
I just wanted peace for myself and my two grieving kids. Then I met Brian charming, sweet, the kind of man who brought real lemonade for my children and made balloon animals out of napkins.
Slowly, he worked his way into our lives.He remembered birthdays, cooked pancakes in the rain, and helped my son learn to ride a bike. For two years, I believed we were building something real. Then it all unraveled.Read More Below
