
When Ella, a fiercely protective single mom, writes a letter to a soldier named Chaos, she expects nothing but a private place to vent while running her mountain B&B and raising twins, Maisie and Colt. What she can’t know is that Chaos—real name Beckett—reads her words on the night he turns twenty-eight and loses a teammate. Her voice anchors him. His replies make her feel seen. But what really changes everything is this: he shows up. In snowy Telluride, with a combat dog named Havoc and a promise to watch over the sister of his best friend, Ryan, who didn’t make it home.
Ella doesn’t have room for a romance. Maisie’s sudden cancer diagnosis consumes every ounce of strength, time, and money. Beckett can’t fix that—but he can carry whatever he’s allowed to touch. He fixes broken docks. He reads bedtime stories. He shows up at surgeries and on sidelines. He helps Colt build a tree house. He offers the one thing that lifts the weight off Ella’s lungs—security for Maisie’s treatment—even if he has to break rules, cross lines, and tell truths that could wreck them both.
This is a love story built in letters, forged in hospital hallways, and tested under the worst sky. It’s about found family, second chances, and the moments that bend a life forever. Bring tissues. And hope.