She walks in like the epitome of black girl luxury, but pain follows her. She covers it with bust-down jewelry and white roses. He's quiet, but his presence is loud in itself. Everyone knows him, but she sees right past him. She's confident, but he's more confident. She's fierce, but he makes her cower. Passionate. SADITIFIED.

Madison has never been confident. Known as the "smart, fat girl" in high school she went on to do great things. Now 3 years later and pounds lighter, she still lacks confidence. But when someone unexpected in life comes along, will she finally see her self as the beautiful, smart woman she is? (This was my first story. I wrote this in 2012-2013? Please excuse my writing.)