No one could have anticipated what happened that fateful day when Damon Barret showed up to the police department, on time for his shift. It was like any other day. Hanging up the phone with his wife Zoie, he felt peaceful and content, and couldn't wait to see her when he got home. Unfortunately, a lunatic with a history of drug use and violence, deranged and homicidal made his way inside the police station intent on killing as many police officers as possible. Suicide by cop, not uncommon, but the most selfish way to die; someone else has to bear the burden of taking a life. The shooter didn't escape nor did he intend to, based on what the note said. Damon, acting station sergeant made sure of that. After being hospitalized several times, Damon had been instrumental in getting Zoie away from her abusive first husband Adam. Damon was finally able to convince her that she would be safe that he could protect her. Her entire world died on the floor of the police department that day. Her soul, ripped from her chest, was replaced by a chasm of emptiness that enveloped her. Zoie usually confident, bright and sociable, now devastated and unconsolable, became closed off from everything. Eight months later, things started to become manageable. She was eating again, exercising, working, and had all emotions neatly placed in their corresponding boxes. ... until now. Who is this handsome stranger that catches her eye from across a crowded room? Why is her ex-best friend looking to find her? Can she find love again? Will she be able to move on from Damon, or will fate step in again and send her back to the life she knew before....