When my car breaks down one night, I'm sure that I'm about to be murdered.

Isn't that how most horror stories start?

Instead, I'm saved by a grumpy giant.

Jonah isn't much of a talker but that's okay because I am. He lets me chatter at him as he takes me home and when he returns with my car that he fixed the next morning, he instantly becomes my hero.

Now I just need to convince him that the curvy girl he rescued is also his perfect match.

They keep calling me a hero.

I feel like a fraud.

I don't deserve the congratulations or the accolades. I was just in the right place at the right time.

I thought that things would be better once I got out of the military, but when I land in Fallen Peak, it feels like I'm living under a microscope.

Now I can't leave the house without being stopped and thanked for my service.

I hate it.

Until one night I run into Mabel.

She makes me feel like the hero that everyone keeps saying I am, but can I juggle a relationship while also navigating reintegrating to civilian life?

Do I even deserve to get a happily ever after?