Dane James worked my stepfather's fields. He was the boy next door. Strong. Hardworking. Forbidden. From the moment we met, we were star-crossed lovers-always wanting, never having. We loved each other for most of our lives, but right from the beginning destiny had other plans. She knew we would fall in love. She knew we would fall apart. Over and over again, like the curse of a recurring nightmare. Or the hope of a familiar dream. Our past was tumultuous. Our future was bleak. But the one thing we always had was the beautiful now. Until that was taken from us, too.