Forever together
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My name is Ryan and this is my story
My name is Michael and this is also my story
We are in it together. We both have our past lives. We have different stories to tell.
Ryan: my parents died on my eighteenth birthday and I was left to run a gang by myself. I meet Michael learn his past and things get tricky. I can't be in love the last time that happened they got killed. I can't love Michael but I want to so I will try.
Michael: my parents died in a car crash. I was five and put in a foster home. I have a brother and sister. I was more content with my mom. Barely knew my dad. And meet Ryan and she changed my world around. I don't do love but I think I can now but with only Ryan.
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