I thought second chances only happened to good, decent people. Not the broken and damaged monsters like me. But it did. And I can’t control it. But I need to. Charlie is my sponsor, the one person I’m not supposed to touch, but my heart has locked on to her and is finally beating after years of barely moving. I’m in over my head in more ways than one, and as I try to be the man she sees behind the monster, I only sink deeper, two sides of myself battling for clarity. The one that dares to hope, and the one that already knows I’ll lose everything. I’m terrified my jagged past will slice her to ribbons but as my sponsor she’s obligated to dig up all the broken pieces and try to put them back together. I don’t know what scares me more, who she’ll find when she’s done, or how far she’ll run once she realizes the truth.