Some people get tattoos - pieces of art that enhance or reveal something
about them that they like. Other people, like me, are branded by
something - actions or words. "No one will ever love you, Rowan, you're
not worthy." Those are the words that created my blemish, my scar, my
mark upon my soul. They were words whispered by the woman who should
have loved me most.
But in the darkest moment of my life, one where I stood abandoned and
alone, one man proved to me that she was wrong. When I desperately
needed someone, MMA fighter Jackson Stone crashed into my life. He
wasn't the one who should have been there, but he was exactly the person
I needed He believed that only fools live in the past. He showed me that
a real relationship is full of dreams, faith, trust, and passion. He
taught me that love is worth fighting for - even when it's unexpected
and more of a collision of hearts and souls. He proved that the wrong
man at the right moment can heal everything.