They thought i would break. That night, they took everything from me, my voice, my trust, my sense of safety, my home. And when it was over....they walked away like it was nothing. For years, I let the world believe that i didn't survive. That I was gone. That i was dead. But i wasn't. I was rebuilding. I was burning. Piece by piece. Scar by scar. And the only purpose in my life was revenge until I met HIM. The man was the force of nature, the disaster waiting to happen. Never in my life i thought that the person i loved will be standing against me holding the gun. But as they say, BETRAYAL NEVER COMES FROM AN ENEMY.