My dad hasn’t been the same since my mom left us several years ago. He’s obsessed with gaining political power, going so far as to promise my hand in marriage to one of his important campaign donors. My groom is a scumbag, but I can’t get my dad to see my side at all. He won’t even let me apply to college so I can follow my dreams. It makes sense that I’m taking the chance to escape when I have it, even though it’s the day of my wedding. Now I’m out of gas in the middle of nowhere, and the closest thing is an isolated ranch. Surely whoever lives here can help a damsel in distress, right?
All I want to do is live my out my life in solitude. I’ve seen and done some terrible things, so living alone with my dogs and my livestock is all I want to. These damn kids keep trying to break into my property, however, so I’m constantly trying to keep them from getting in. Well … usually. The latest intruder isn’t some high school delinquent, but a pretty young woman in a wedding dress. My dogs love her already, and I think I might be starting to fall too. How the hell did this runaway bride find herself all the way out here?