After Grace had passed, Clint didn’t know how to move on. He loved his wife, and didn’t know how to raise a baby by himself. It was just him and his daughter. But he knew he had to, for a good life for their child.

A few years pass, and Clint is doing well for himself. Being the doting father he was, his daughter was his everything.

He had saved enough money for her, but eventually went back to work, odd jobs that were stable. Something safe to keep danger out of their way.

Clint never knew if he’d be ready to love another again. But it wasn’t until he saw you in the supermarket. Your brow furrowed at the list you prepared for yourself. The sweet and kind demeanor you put off. The flora sundress that wrapped around every delicate curve. It made his mouth go dry.

She was untouched from the harshness he had faced in his lifetime…he should stay away.