Weight of Regret

Anderson Bexley was the love of my life . . . or so I thought.



For years, I convinced myself that one day he would see me as more than the bubbly activities director at his family's campground. Sure, he was ten years older. Deeply tortured. And far too devoted to the family business to make time for his own happiness.



But none of that mattered. Especially after one blissful night when he was all mine. I thought our forever had finally begun, but he broke my heart instead.



A year later, I'm mov...