From a distance, every surface appears perfect. The exterior of Eleanor Clarke's life looks just as pristine up close. The scars and scratches are all hidden. They were all inflicted in the same place: an overgrown field of wildflowers in an affluent suburb.
The scenic spot is where her older sister died, leaving Elle to shoulder the crushing expectations of being a Clarke alone.
It's where she spent forbidden moments with Ryder James, the last person she should have turned to for an escape.
And it's where her world fell apart during senior year of high school.
Seven years later, everything's been carefully glued back together. She's got the prestigious job, the perfect guy, the polished life.
Until one phone call cracks it all back open.
Does it hurt more or less when the same person breaks your heart again?
