I thought that growing up with Noah, Bryce, and Lucas would make slipping into a relationship easy. Our happy home seemed fine at first... then Bryce moved in, and it was like a domino effect from there. Something was missing, and as I tried to maintain my new relationships, my insecurities began to manifest when my Dad decided that I needed his attention. It had been years since I last saw him, but now he suddenly wanted to be part of my life. Can I face him and tell him the truth about me and my boys?