For fuck’s sake, the moment a girl started shedding a few tears, I’d be running the other way as far as I could go. Girls and tears were the one thing I didn’t do, nope… never. Until Lila. Life had broken her. Just as it had broken me. Maybe it was why we found each other. Call it fate, kismet… or maybe it was God’s doing… Lila was meant to hold my broken pieces together; just as I was meant to hold the shattered pieces of hers.
