Finding Home

When I left with my teenage heart full of grief, I was never meant to return to Innocence, South Carolina.

I lost more than my innocence in that small, riverside town, but I’ve made a name for myself now and was thriving... until my stepfather called out of the blue and asked me to come home. My baby sister wants us to reconnect before her wedding, and with my great-grandmother leaving me her house, what else could I do but succumb to her pleas?

So here I am, driving down streets full of memories while silently hoping I don’t run into the one person I hurt the most when I fled.

Austin was the boy I loved more than anyone, and the very reason I left him as heartbroken as me. I never thought I’d see him again but sometimes finding home has nothing to do with the location and everything to do with the people inside it.