Prologue

I am a product of broken homes. I am a product of lack of trust.
She was just two years when her father left, leaving her mum with a burden to raise a little girl all on her own. She met fathers, witnessed the meaning of broken homes.

He was just perfect. Both parents in love with each other, their family as beautiful and picturesque as possible. And his heart, ever bearing love.

With two different worlds at hand, is there a possibility of love between Mark and Fiona? Or will there be a whirlwind of events and emotions that will leave one heartbroken beyond measure?
Their story. Their life.