Even though he can’t step foot out of his house, Noah King’s sole purpose in life is to help people.
He created the Ark as a sanctuary for animals and people alike, and it’s not surprising that when I’m at my lowest ebb, he’s the one who rides in on his white horse and rescues me.
But now I’m in a terrible dilemma.
Since his wife died giving birth to their baby – who also died – Noah’s been a recluse.
The last thing he needs in his life is a woman who’s eight months pregnant, alone, and homeless.
Of course he’s going to want to help me.
I know I mustn’t mistake kindness and friendship for real love.
And I really don’t want to be one of life’s victims.
I want to get myself back on my feet and create a good life for the baby.
I don’t want to cause Noah pain by stirring up old memories. And I don’t want him to feel pity for me.
I know I should walk away.
But it’s strange how it’s only when someone shows you kindness that you realize how empty your life has been.
Oh God. I’m desperately in love with him. And now the baby is days away from coming, and I’ve literally nowhere to go.
What am I going to do?