Truth: Penn Walker entered my life like a summer stormādark, ominous, and filled with thunder. After witnessing my husbandās murder, I didnāt have much of a heart left to offer a man. But Penn took it all. Every jagged shard. Every broken bit. Even the dirty and twisted pieces that I wish never existed. Lie: I didnāt need him to save me. Lie: I knew exactly who he was. Lie: Losing him wouldnāt destroy me. But thatās the thing about liesāyou never know who to believe.