Shattered glass. Blood droplets. The scent of rust permeating the air. The loss of the only person who ever gave a shit about me.This is my reality. An accident caused because I couldn't be what the rest of the world needed me to be. I just had to let the selfish part of me win, and in the end, it cost me everything. My family. My friends. My life. It's a mistake I'm not looking to repeat. At least, not until him. Isaac Crawford is toxic, and it has nothing to do with his inability to speak.It's because he threatens everything I've spent the last two years trying to bury.One look-one chance meeting in a conference room, was all it took for him to get under my skin, and now that he's done it, there's no turning back.The untouched is creating the unbroken.