Rani Shah is everything I can't have-too young, too sweet, too innocent. Not to mention, she's my late wife's sister and my son's nanny. So when she asked me to kiss her, I should have refused. When she begged me to touch her, I could have turned her down. When she coaxed me to take the one thing she's never given away-her virginity-a better man would have walked away. Should have, could have, would have... But I didn't. She should have been living the carefree life of a nineteen-year-old. She could have avoided all my broken pieces and jagged edges. She would have been able to save herself before I got a taste. Should have, could have, would have... But she didn't. Some love stories are forbidden from the start. Ours is one of them.
