believed becoming “boring” meant I had lost the man I used to be.
I finally understood the truth.
I hadn’t lost him.
I had survived him.
And now, for the first time in my life, I wasn’t fighting to prove who I was.
I already knew.
I was Cole Mercer.
A husband once.
A soldier once.
A salesman once.
A survivor always.
And finally—
I was my own man.
