Following Love

Love. Sucks.

I don’t know where I went wrong. Was it that I allowed a man to convince me that things I never needed suddenly became "what I wanted"? Or was it simply believing in the best in a person on whom I spent three years of my life… and ended up here.

In Cherry-Peak. A small town lost amid the endless expanses of Alberta, Canada. In the hometown of the rising country star – Brody Steele.
Just one fleeting encounter is enough to understand: he’s a grumpy jerk. A celebrity with a superiority complex, which I have neither the strength nor the desire to dissect.

But if he really disgusts me as I have convinced myself, then why do I involuntarily search for his gaze in crowded rooms? Why do his unexpectedly sensitive actions slowly melt the
icy wall that I have so painstakingly erected between us?

Cherry-Peak was supposed to be a new beginning. A place where I would heal my wounds and gather myself piece by piece. But just as I start to come to, Brody is already packing his bags – as if he hasn’t become a part of this journey.

The thought that I might lose him keeps me awake at night. I don’t know if we will ever find common ground…
or if we just wasted time, deceiving each other.