Title: Sweet Serendipity
Author: Jenna Pizzi
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Tour Host: Lady Amber's Tours
Synopsis
Sometimes you need to let go of the past in order to open your heart to
love again.
Not every marriage is perfect. Rebecca knew she’d have to make some sacrifices.
What she didn’t realize is that it would cost her, her heart. After nearly
twenty years of marriage and one heart break after another, will she find the
strength to let go and move on? Will she allow herself to love again?
Rebecca lived everyday with the same routine of caring for the kids, the house,
and her husband Jack. Until one night she finds Jack with another woman, and
Rebecca’s world falls apart. With the encouragement of her two closest friends,
Rebecca realizes that she can find the happiness she deserves.
Ethan is an artist who lost his will to paint. When he meets Rebecca, he once
again finds the inspirations he had been longing for. He knows that she has
built walls around her, but he’s determined to break them down brick by brick
to prove to her that she is worthy of being loved.
This is a heartwarming story of friendship, love, and overcoming tragedy to
find that there is always a new beginning.
Excerpt
Thank you for today, Becky. It means a lot that you came
with us.”
“I didn’t have much choice, Jack. Adam damn near had a
nervous breakdown. I’d appreciate it if you’d have a talk with him and tell him
that even if we’re not together, we still love him.”
“Becky, you’ve got to know that it’s his enthusiasm that
keeps me going. If he still believes that we can work it out, then I believe
that we can work it out. Do you understand? As long as he has hope, then so
don’t I,” Jack told her.
She turned sideways and looked into his grey eyes. “Jack,
we had our chance and it didn’t work. You chose comfort in someone else’s arms.
I know that after all this time, it’s hard to imagine a life without us
together, but I think you need to realize that is exactly where we are headed.
I loved you, Jack. Somewhere along the way the love stopped. Somewhere I
stopped being the person you came to for talking, and sharing, and laughing. We were broken before Brian died.
His senseless death was just the final straw. I lost myself somewhere along the
way. I stopped caring enough about myself to realize
how damaged we really were. I surrounded myself with the
kids and you with your job. It hasn’t been a marriage in a very long time. The
kids will be grown soon, and what will we have left?”
Jack reached for her
hand. “We’d have a new beginning. We’d have a chance to rediscover why we fell
in love in the first place. We could travel; I could build that koi pond I always
promised. We could have another baby.”
Rebecca laughed.
“I seriously hope you are joking. How is it that you go
from where we are now to having a baby?”
“I have made many mistakes, but those kids are the only
thing that I have done right. I’d be a better father, a better husband. You
can’t tell me that you don’t look at Layla Grace and wish you had another one?”
“Everyone loves babies. It doesn’t mean that you and I
having another one will fix us. I don’t know if I could ever trust you again.”
“How do you think I feel? Knowing your best friend works a
few doors down from the man you’ve been having a fling with.”
“It’s more than a fling, Jack. He’s talking future plans.”
Jack downed his glass of wine and stood up.
“Then where is he?”
“He left town.”
“Ha. Why? He couldn’t handle the heat of competition?”
Rebecca stood up.
“That’s just the thing, Jack. To you, it’s a competition. I
think the only reason you are even trying to do this is because you know
someone else has feelings for me. If I wasn’t seeing someone, you’d still be
running around with someone like Amber.”
He stood only inches from her, pulled up his sleeve, and
pointed to his shoulder. What does each and every tattoo on my body represent?
I have how we met and our first date. I have our wedding and the birth of the
kids. Each tattoo flows into the next. It wouldn’t make much sense to someone
else, but with you, you know each and every picture. You know what each one
represents. It is our story; the story of us. I still have plenty of room to
keep going. I don’t want our story to stop. I want to tell our grandkids our stories
someday.”
Rebecca started to cry. His words were cutting deep. He was
telling her all the things that she wished he would have told her when it
mattered the most. Jack got down on one knee. He held her hand in his and
looked deep into her chocolate eyes.
“I have loved you for almost two decades, Becky. We were
bound to hit a few snags along the way, but we can only learn to grow from our mistakes.
I realize that you are the only one for me. I will never love anyone the way I
love you. You are
my past, present, and future. You are my heart and my soul. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Marry
me, again.” A tear fell from the corner of his eye. She felt as though she were
going to pass out. She never imagined that he’d be sitting here now,
doing this.
Her tears were not tears of happiness, but tears of the
past, tears of the years she had felt neglected and alone. They were tears for
the years she had woken with the crying babies while he couldn’t be bothered. She
cried for the years she felt like a single parent
because his work always took top priority to him. She cried
for all the empty holidays when it felt as though he never wanted to be there.
She fell to her seat and held her head in her hands.
Author Bio
Born and raised in Massachusetts, Jenna settled into
America's hometown where she proudly calls home with her family. She is an avid
book reader and collector with an entire room dedicated to her passion. At the
age of twelve years old Jenna began writing, determined to be just like Stephen
King or Dean Koontz.
For her it all starts with the flick of an image. From there a story is born. Being an eternal romantic, Jenna is a true believer in happy endings. It's the rest of the story that anything is possible. Writing is her passion. It is something that helps her unwind at the end of the day. She likes to tell stories that will pull at your heartstrings, or simply whisk you away even for just a little while. So grab your favorite blanket, and a hot cup of coffee and settle in for the ride.
For her it all starts with the flick of an image. From there a story is born. Being an eternal romantic, Jenna is a true believer in happy endings. It's the rest of the story that anything is possible. Writing is her passion. It is something that helps her unwind at the end of the day. She likes to tell stories that will pull at your heartstrings, or simply whisk you away even for just a little while. So grab your favorite blanket, and a hot cup of coffee and settle in for the ride.
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