I've always been a hopeless romantic, loving others but them never loving me. Soon enough, I'll find an unexpected match and my life will change. Is it for the better or not?
I always knew I was never going to end up in one place. I travel too much, never settling for less. The world is too vast and too wonderful to get stuck in one place. I never did expect to get stuck on one person.
In desperate need of editing
Please bare through the first chapter, I promise it's worth it.