It had been years since Lauryn felt loved by anyone. At a young age she learned people can walk away from you for all sorts of reasons. No matter how much you SHOULD mean to them. She was determined to make a name for herself, and become more than her measly last name had suggested in their small town where rumors spread like a deadly disease. Thomas was a slick man, he had a deep despise for the hypocrisy displayed in the town where he now resided. If it wasn't for the redhead running the cafe down the road, he probably would have left as quickly as he came. For once he had a reason to stay in one place, and for once she had someone who wouldn't leave.