"I wish I had a boyfriend who loved me. Brave, charming, funny, gentle. That's all I want." I whispered to myself. I felt like a fool, wishing upon a star. That's little kid stuff. Still, some part of my held onto that hope. Surely that saying had to come from SOMEWHERE. Surely that wish worked for SOMEONE. Every wish comes with a price. Trigger warning: This story deals with themes of an abusive relationship (not with Oberyn tho, he's the good guy)