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This sounds like gone forever. No. I’m focused on things that need to be done. Things I rejected two years ago because, truthfully, the demons told me I was broken. I rejected an opportunity, just let it fade away. But I have Chris De Burgh in my ear, every day, and it powers me. I need this story to be finished and to push myself, to not let myself think I can’t possibly do this – when the words inside tell me I can.

Chris De Burgh, reminding me of the biggest love I ever felt, a new version of a story that is even better than one that was accepted for review. Love, and how love can sometimes feel overpowering when we haven’t loved before. And this is not for me, it is for the ones I love. Just for them.

I will be back. I just need to build things I am building.**

She was a woman of petite stature, her fiery red hair complemented by eyes that held a captivating shade of brown. And all at once, every tower and wall Arthur had built up crumbled to the ground.

The man who had decided that he would never let himself be vulnerable was suddenly struggling to balance his legs, and the trembling in his heart left him gasping for breath.

The moment her eyes caught his, he fell in love – experiencing for the very first time the beautiful, terrifying weakness that happens when we let our guard down.”