Freya I screwed up. All Fisher wanted was my love. My devotion. I took all that love he gave so freely and stomped on his heart. Death is a broken man who thinks I can save him. That I’m his second chance at a new beginning. His opportunity to get it right this time around. What I thought I wanted, and what I need are two different things. They say you can’t help who you love but what about who you hurt? Two roads lay before me. Each leading to a man willing to step up and be the father of my child. All I have to do is choose who I want to build a future with. It should be an easy choice. The love of my life or the father of my child?