There is a particular kind of loneliness that hides behind competence. The kind carried by people who know how to fix systems, solve crises, protect others — but have absolutely no idea what to do with tenderness when it finally arrives. That was the feeling that stayed with me while reading The Pieces of Me: A Grumpy Sunshine Millionaire Romance by Aarti V Raman. This is technically a grumpy-sunshine romance. A former hacker with shadows stitched into his past meets a chee