When I caught my boyfriend cheating, I may have taken the petty route when I destroyed his dead grandmother's rose bushes and threw his clothes out the window. The fallout was public, messy, and exactly what I needed. But what I didn't expect was the attention of my neighbors, Asher and Enzo. They were everything I wasn't-bold, confident, and dangerously intoxicating. They took me in when I had nowhere else to go, promising to take care of me. But I soon learned that "taking care of me" meant things I never dreamed I'd crave. Opposites in every way, yet the attraction between us was a firestorm I couldn't resist. When they asked me to share in their unconventional life, I hesitated, treading new territory that was as thrilling as it was terrifying.

I trusted them with my broken heart, finally letting my guard down and accepting that their love was exactly what I needed. But when a part of my past I thought I left behind threatens to ruin everything, I'm forced to face a reality I can't run from. With three hearts on the line, I know I can't be selfish with what I want. I have to do what's best to protect everyone, even if that means walking away from the only things that truly matter to me.