Locked Out of My Heart

Summary

Pierce Harrington already knew I had severe claustrophobia before our wedding.

He spent three years removing every lock in the house. Even the bathroom door was replaced with a curtain.

For three years, he never closed the door when he slept, not even in winter when all the heat flew out of the room.

I asked him once if he was cold. He pulled two blankets up to his chin and laughed. "As long as you're sleeping well, that's all that matters."

One day, my best friend, Vanessa Ridley, came over to visit.