My Brie– that’s what she should have been all along, but I let my addictions drive her into my buddy’s arms.
That went wrong.
I thought I had control, that when push came to shove, I could–would choose her.
I couldn’t have been more wrong.
Am I too broken to be mended? Can I prove to her that she’s the only fix I truly need?
A year without Liam.
A year in the dark about what happened, the night I thought I lost his love and saw hate burning in his eyes.
Hindsight is 20/20, and right now, I see that I was wrong. I should have stayed, should have fought for him–for us.
For the man that owns me, heart and soul. I will stop at nothing to make him see the love that still burns in me–that is if I can survive the night…
THE ROCKER WHO HATES ME
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