Review

After a humiliating and very public divorce, Jessamine Byron—Countess of Cheshire—escapes to the one place that has always felt like hers: Rosemire Castle in the Scottish Highlands. Though still open as part of a touring association, the castle includes her own private quarters, giving Jess the space she needs to breathe again. When she meets the rugged, introverted gardener Mac Douglas and casually introduces herself as “Jess,” he assumes she’s just a tour guide… and for the first time in years, Jess gets to be seen simply as herself, not as a title or public persona.

As Jess settles into village life, she finds joy in small things again—helping with the local fete, befriending villagers, and becoming a steady presence in the life of twelve-year-old Aaron, the foster child in Mac’s care. The found-family elements are lovely, especially in the way Mac’s adoptive parents, the pub staff, and Jess’s loyal assistant Petra wrap around her like a protective circle. Even Rufus, the three-legged cat, adds his own special charm to the story.

What unfolds is a tender, low-angst romance between two people who are healing in their own ways. Jess and Mac open up slowly, their connection sweet, steady, and rooted in kindness. There’s also quiet, positive LGBTQIA representation woven through Mac’s patient support of Aaron—meaningful without overshadowing the core love story.

Nothing about this book is dramatic or twisty, and that’s exactly what makes it shine. It’s soft, soothing, and beautifully grounded. Perfect for readers who prefer closed-door romance, gentle pacing, and stories where community, acceptance, and second chances matter just as much as the love story.

A heartfelt and memorable read with an unforgettable setting.

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