But Willow Creek has a long memory. The townsfolk whisper that Cole started the mill fire. That he was drunk. That he chose to save his business documents over his wife. When Ivy overhears the full, distorted rumor at the local diner, she demands the truth. Cole, terrified of her pity, pushes her away cruelly: “You’re just a summer distraction. You don’t belong here.”
To the residents of Willow Creek, I’m the villain of the story. A recluse. A widower. A single father who runs his lumber empire with a cold, iron fist. I don’t do polite smiles. I don’t do community potlucks. And I definitely don’t do the perky, city-girl nanny my aunt foisted on me for the summer. Heartless- A Small Town Single Dad Romance
I told her to stay away from my daughter. I told her to keep her sunshine to herself. But Ivy? She didn’t listen. She left flowers on my porch, sang lullabies through the baby monitor, and looked at my scarred hands like they weren’t weapons. But Willow Creek has a long memory