Knowing the future is never easy—especially when you realize you've ruined everything.
Elizabeth has been dreaming of the same man for years, but she has never seen his face. When she finally realizes who he is, she has to face the possibility that her happily ever after will never come to fruition.
Can things progress as they should after going so spectacularly awry? Or does Elizabeth need to accept that the future will never be what she had hoped it would?