A Seattle Love Storm

What happens after the fairy tale ends?

I came back from Vegas with nothing but a tattoo, a broken heart, and the memory of the boy who made me believe again.

Matt Rife.

I told myself it was over. That I'd move on. That you can't miss someone you barely knew.
But you can. God, you can.

And then, he showed up. In Seattle. In the rain.
Like a storm I never saw coming.

This isn't Vegas anymore.
No lights, no games, no illusions.
This is real life.
And maybe... this is where the real gamble begins