PROLOGUE
Two roads. Two men. Kate slammed her foot on the brakes. The car skidded to a stop. She looked once again in the rearview mirror, as if for the multitude of past memories. But there was no history there, and no cars to hurry this moment. It had to be resolved. But still she didn't know...
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One
Rachel stared down at the red roses. Once again, she read the simple white card with its simple message: 'Marry me.' She sighed as she looked around the beautiful suite at the Hacienda Inn. The Santa Fe resort for those who val-ued pampering and privacy resembled paradise, but it didn't...