A secret romance sends three estranged sisters to the Amalfi Coast to follow clues about their mother’s past, and challenges them to a whole new future, in this emotional novel from New York Times bestselling author Jennifer Probst.   Priscilla, Devon, and Bailey haven’t been close in years, but when the sisters are forced to come together to settle their mother’s estate, they discover a secret.  In an old trunk, they happen upon ownership papers for a house on the Amalfi Coast, along with a love letter to their mother from an anonymous man, promising to meet her in Italy during the summer of her sixty-fifth birthday.   Now they’re questioning everything they knew about her history. In order to get answers about the woman they thought they knew, they’ll have to go back to where it all started. The sisters embark on a trip to the stunning cliffside village of Positano, Italy, to track down the mysterious ex-lover, and figure out who their mother really was.   As Priscilla, Devon, and Bailey unearth the truth, they also experience the magic of Italy, the power of sisterly love, a little unexpected romance, and newfound hope for the future. "Such a beautiful story of timeless love, a seaside village, and the real meaning of family. Priscilla, Devon and Bailey reunite as they learn their recently passed mother had a longtime secret love. In the process, they learn a few important things about themselves, too. I highly recommend taking this heartwarming trip to Italy with all the feels!"— Lori Foster, New York Times bestselling author "Jennifer Probst digs deep and true in this richly textured novel. You’ll fall in love with these very human sisters, captivating setting, and perfect ending. I highly recommend." —Susan Elizabeth Phillips, New York Times bestselling author of When Stars Collide   "Travel to beautiful Positano through the eyes of three estranged sisters and the mother they only thought they knew in Jennifer Probst’s breathtaking page turner." —Jane L. Rosen, author of Eliza Starts a Rumor "Jennifer Probst's novel The Secret Love Letters of Olivia Moretti takes the reader on an emotion filled quest for healing and hope as three sisters travel to Italy to find the love of their late mother's life. As secrets are revealed, the estranged sisters have to find their way back to the sisterly bond they once shared. Poignant and powerful, this novel is a loving tribute to the importance of family." —Jenn McKinlay, author of Wait For It "What a wonderful, delightful read! Jennifer Probst never disappoints and here she's outdone herself. The story of these three wonderful sisters is the perfect book to fall into and forget about your world. Moving, absorbing, compelling, and heartfelt. Not to mention the luscious setting! You can almost smell the sea air and taste the food. Bravo! — New York Times bestselling author M.J. Rose "The ultimate escape into Italian sunshine and a romantic mystery." —Tessa Bailey “Hidden love and a rediscovered sisterhood await readers in Probst's latest…Probst once again proves her talent at writing female relationships that will resonate with readers of contemporary women's fiction.”— Booklist Jennifer Probst is the New York Times bestselling author of the Billionaire Builders series, the Searching For . . . series, the Marriage to a Billionaire series, the Steele Brothers series, the Stay series, and the Sunshine Sisters series. Like some of her characters, Probst, along with her husband and two sons, calls New York's Hudson Valley home. When she isn't traveling to meet readers, she enjoys reading, watching "shameful reality television," and visiting a local Hudson Valley animal shelter. Follow her at JenniferProbst.com. Chapter One Priscilla Priscilla Hampton wondered if every daughter who buried her mother suddenly became swamped with regrets. She'd never been one to question her decisions or linger on actions she'd taken that couldn't be changed. But staring up at her childhood home, facing the task of cleaning out her mom's personal belongings, she was pretty much sick with what-ifs. The overly large Tudor house still seemed as if it was judging her as she walked up the curvy pathway leading to the sweeping arched doorway. Pris had never liked the way the two giant windows gave off an eerie yellow glow from the sage-green stucco, like eyes stuck in a deep-set face. The balcony dead center reminded her of a flat nose and had been the bane of her mother's existence-a perfect escape route for teen girls to sneak out at night. The lower brick should have lent an elegant, timeless tone, but it all ended up looking like a mishmash of old and new. Still, it was the only family home she'd ever lived in. After the divorce, Dad had given the house up without a fight, moving on and moving in with his newest love interest. She'd blamed him, of course, until she realized her mother hadn't seemed to care, which somehow made Pris angrier with her than wi