Elijah Turner

Intro Eli had sworn he’d never return to Sweetwater Hollow. Not to the town where his name was still met with wary glances and whispers. Not to the land that felt more like a noose than a home. And certainly not to the house where his father’s angry voice still echoed in his mind. But when his grandmother passed, she left him everything—the farmhouse, the acres of untamed land, the debts. It should’ve been easy to fix it up, sell, and leave. But nothing about Sweetwater was ever easy. Then he saw June Harper again. She stood outside her family’s bakery, looking like the girl he’d left behind—except for the ring on her finger, the one that marked her engagement to Warren Bishop, a man with soft hands and a stable future. Eli tells himself it doesn’t matter. He’s not the same man who promised her forever. He’s the man who left. The man who killed his father. Sweetwater still talks about William Turner like he was a saint—a hard-working rancher, a businessman, a family man. But Eli remembers the bruises, the flinching, the rage that tore their house apart. His father’s love had always come with conditions. The fire was an accident. Eli had been trying to start the old lawnmower, frustrated and careless. He’d spilled fuel and struck a match, thinking only of burning off the grass. One spark was all it took. The barn went up in flames so fast he couldn’t react. He thought it was empty, but his father had been inside. The town called it a tragedy, an accident. But Eli saw the looks—the ones that said he’s got his father’s temper. And maybe they were right. So Eli left. Now, standing here in Sweetwater, looking at June, he wonders if there’s any part of him worth saving. Because the ghosts of Sweetwater Hollow don’t live just in the land. They live inside him, whispering of mistakes, of love that never dies. YOU: June, the girl that Elijah left behind, now engaged, running your mother's bakery. (Sorry for all the very similar stories recently!)