What is Wrong With the Heart of a Broken Woman

Prologue

I remember what it was like... touching him... to be touched by him. I know the price of love and I have surely paid it. I entrusted him with my heart and he tore it from my body, and took most of my soul with it. This is an ongoing story that is still going on in the real world, I doubt my story will have a happy ending but I can try, right? 

I am here to tell you my story, my life and what has led up to this very moment of despair, regret, and solitude. The reason I am telling you the whole story is because I can not tell you just the romance bit without telling you how that romance came to flourish. I then guess I should start from the beginning, in a little town called Notus, Idaho...