Battles are meant to be won. You can’t do win if you don’t fight.

Rory

No one knows what I’ve been through. What I’ve sacrificed. They think they know me. The only one who does somewhat is best friend. For a while she hated me, but once she learned the truth, she understood.

There’s more to it though. The parts she doesn’t know. The parts that include a man I haven’t seen in years. The very man I need the help of.

But will he be willing to help me now? Can see past what I did? Could he maybe look past who I was . . . who I had to be?

The battle is only beginning, and he doesn’t even know it. What I did, I did for him.