He was my first and I thought he’d be my last。 Now he’s asking for a second chance。

Micah Hutton is charming。 Sweet。 Confident。 And his page in the shirtless fireman calendar for charity？ Trust me， November has never been hotter。 But like Grandma says: it’s never the angels who look like sin。

Micah promised he’d love me forever。 And I believed him， enough to give myself to him the night before my parents dragged me across the country， tearing us apart。 He broke my heart—and his promise—by disappearing the moment I learned I was pregnant。

Seven years later， I’m back in my hometown， staring at my first love， watching his heart break as he meets a little girl who looks just like him。 A little girl he swears he never knew existed。

He thinks I kept our baby a secret， but why would I do that？ I told him as soon as I found out， certain he'd be at my side the very next day。 Devastated when he wasn’t。

Micah says he’s ready to be a father， but am I ready to open my heart and let him back in？ Does he deserve that second chance？