PROLOGUE
We all want to love and be loved. But not everyone gets that. At least, not me… I doubt I'll ever let myself lose my head over some buff handsome guy with a Hollywood smile again. I already had one, and he made me lose faith — in him, and in all that nonsense about love at first sight. One thing I'll say: before him, I lived. After him, I was gone.
I breathe… I walk… I eat… I think… I seem to be alive, but now my life is just pointless existence. I am here, and at the same time, I'm not.
So what is my story about? About the twists and turns of love. About its power to change a person for the better — and just as easily tear down everything they once held dear. I often heard that true love can work miracles. In my case, it was different. My love killed me… Maybe because I was the only one who loved.
