Who wouldn't jump at the chance to spend a few months on a concert tour traveling the country? Did I mention that the famous musician headlining it is the ex-husband who walked out on you?
When I met Levi Truin, we were young, rich, famous, and beautiful. Nothing could go wrong, we had the world at our fingertips. Except millions of dollars, marriage and a baby all before twenty two isn't all fun and games. And when my indiscretion caused it to come crashing down, we were just another Hollywood couple on the cutting room floor.
Seven years later, Levi and I are the poster-children for exemplary co-parenting. Attending red carpet events in support of each other, Sunday night dinners for the sake of our daughter, and her private school functions where we save seats and make polite conversation. The articles paint us in the healthiest of lights, because none of them know the truth.
So when he wants to take our daughter on tour, I have a decision to make. Let her traipse around venues with a nanny, or tag along and somehow survive sleeping in a bunk below my ex for months.
We go on the road, taking our demons and heartbreaks with us. And as we spend nights together with the highway lights flashing past the windows, that familiar spark reignites. Old hurts are discussed, wounds I guard tight are exposed, and my ex-husband makes confessions I've been waiting years for. Against all odds, he might just be able to love me again.
But then the dirty details of our long ago breakup get leaked to the press, and the newly fledgling relationship might be doomed from the start.
Lies, silence, and miscommunication are the things that ripped us apart. Can we push past our scars to reunite our family after everything we've been through?
