I had everything I could have imagined for my life.
I had the perfect girl, the rock record label contract, the world at my feet.
Until, in blink of an eye, I lost the one part of me I never wanted to let go. That was when the first demon took hold of me. Life was easier when I numbed the pain with one of my many vices.
The faster my demons chased me, the further I ran away from everyone. I lived for me. I didn't want to taint anyone I touched, and the moment they got too close, I fled.
That was until one brush with fate turned my world on its axis.
How can you let anyone in when you are Broken Forever?