SimiliJones
For as long as she could remember, Jaybe Junes wanted to be a writer. Now, after more than ten years, she got a everything she wanted... but in the process she lost even more.
The irony wasn't lost on her; she managed to write, what a few respected critics referred to as, a modern day Romeo and Juliet; yet she have lost all faith in relationships and marriage and especially love.
Being so focussed on her work, she paid less and less attention to her best friend and soulmate until it was to late. Karl was perfect, he was smart and driven and kind and funny. He was handsome and passionate and he loved her so much. They both were horribly surprised to learn that sometimes love is not enough.
If she bothered to get the help Karl sometimes begged her to; any good psychiatrist would've seen the disaster coming a mile away. No one with so many closeted demons as Jaybe could have a successful relationship. She ignored them for so long, demons created by her narcissistic mother, demons past down by her alcoholic father... in the end, the smallest thing could summon them.
So there she was, on the cusp of her new, supposedly incredible life, alone in a new city and at the age of 39... more lost that she has ever been.
And then she met him.
He was young, way too young.
He was handsome, much to handsome.
Incredibly famous, rich and well known for being involved with to many women in his short but eventful life. And now for some unthinkable reason, so Jaybe thought, he was interested in her.
Could he break down the bitter walls around her heart?
Would she allow him to?
Is that even possible anymore, for her to love again?