From the moment I set eyes on that brown eyed, little Italian rock goddess I knew she was meant for me. But my life was too messed up to give her what she needed. So I pushed her away - right into the arms of my band's front man - only to regret it the second I saw them together.
The moment they were over I tried to clean up my act and chased after that girl until she was mine.
But like always, I let my demons screw with my head and went looking for my next fix. I knew if she found out I would have to choose between the numbness that the drugs gave me, and the best thing that had ever happened to me.
I chose wrong.
The second that I found out Liam was in a car accident that fateful New Years Eve night, I knew I'd made the worst mistake in not trying to fight for him. For us. I never should have pushed him away, but tried to help him through his battle with addiction. When he woke up in the hospital and saw me standing beside of him, I knew that I had killed the love he had for me and all that was left was hate.
Now, more than a year later, I knew the truth about that crazy night. I knew why he'd pushed me out of his life, and I was going to stop at nothing to get the man who owns me - heart and soul - back.
That is if I can survive the night....