Prologue.

Her love was dangerous, thrilling and heartbreaking. A drug disguised by false hopes, promises, and beautiful lies. Loving her, in every sense, whether she believes it or not, was the most dangerous thing I've ever done. But it was true, my feelings. It was what I grew familiar with. When she left I had taken the fatal blow. And now I'm left to feel these side affects of loving her.

This is not...your typical love story.