Prologue

Here I sit in complete disillusionment, rocking back and forth in a ball, emotionally in the darkest place I've ever been and that's saying a lot. Romantic relationships are difficult, even more so when you are in one with someone who is moody, secretive, and has a serious lack of self-control. You'd think based on the ridiculous level of public admiration I receive as a well-known actress I would not have so many doubts about my worth. That thought made me feel sick to my stomach, to think that used to be my biggest hurdle to overcome, oh how much I wished at that moment it still was. But, I am getting ahead of myself here.

I first met Victor backstage before one of his concerts. Did I fail to mention he's a musician? Yeah, musicians are bad enough, but famous musicians that are portrayed with the reputation they are known for are even worse… and that's apparently only half of the issue…
I have no clue what I am going to do.
I'd heard his music and admired his striking looks, but I never planned for anything to happen as a result of meeting him. So, I was explaining where it all began…