Skip Turner ruined my life long before either of us met, only neither of us were smart enough to realize it. I didn’t know why I expected more from a complete stranger when I walked into his music store, but I did.
I was feeling particularly miserable and begged the universe for a win. I only asked for a shred of kindness from him, but it was asking too much.
I learned some very valuable lessons when we met:
Her Devil:
Fiona Dupree was a monster who was put on this earth to be the bane of my existence. The day we met, she was disrespectful and rude. I almost taught her a lesson on the spot, but I used every bit of self-restraint I had because I never planned to see her again.
I never questioned the hate I felt for her because it was more than warranted. What I did question was how easy it was to care for her, despite promising her I wouldn’t. We made a vow, and I intended to see it to its end. Regardless of how much it cost me, I would let her go.