Chloe, a successful movie reviewer, is friended by an ex-boyfriend...the one who left her standing at seventeen with a note in her hand as he simply walked away. Morgan, a wife and stay-at-home mom to two small children, is shocked to discover one of her husband's friends is a flirtatious ex-girlfriend. Brynn, a lonely wife and mother, rekindles a connection with one of her friends...three lives changed forever, with just one click. But do these women have more in common than just Facebook?
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Chloe, a successful movie reviewer and serial dater, is friended by her first love...the one who left her standing at seventeen with a note in her hand as he simply walked away. Faced with a decision to confirm or ignore a person she once cared for, resented ... and hated, will she risk opening old wounds and allow him back into her life? Morgan, a loyal stay-at-home mother and wife, is blindsided one day with a discovery ... one of her husband's friends is his single and very flirtatious ex-girlfriend. Overcome with jealousy and obsession, a once confident wife turns into a paranoid woman on a mission. Will she hunt for the truth at any cost and risk her once solid marriage? Brynn, a lonely mom to two distant teenagers and workaholic husband, becomes immersed in Facebook ... the one place she finds solace, hope, and herself again. When she revisits the past with one of her friends, her world is turned upside down with regret and indecision. Will her deception ultimately destroy her family?
Three lives changed forever with just one click. Confirming a friend isn't as easy as it seems ... but do these women have more in common than just Facebook?
"I couldn’t sleep at all the night Kyle tried to friend me. The sunrise brought a new day, but I felt stuck in the past, like I’d morphed into a heartsick teenager again. I incessantly stared at the page where I’d ultimately decide whether to confirm him as a friend or not. With one click, I’d be a friend to a person I once hated, resented, cared for ... and loved. The latter part is a difficult one to swallow. At seventeen years old, how much did I really know about love? I rested my finger on the mouse pad, still weighing my options, indecisive as ever."