He’s a cocky musician. She showed up at a bar in her pajamas. Is he stalking me? I call it fate. He’s cheesy. I prefer the term romantic. Maybe I was wrong about him. I’m determined to make her mine. I fell in love with him. She’s my muse. Life has other plans for us. I’ll fight for her. I’ll protect his image. I miss her. I watch his success from afar. She’s mine. I need to fix this. I’ll give her the kind of love found in country songs.

After witnessing Bri Carmichael’s pain, Cole Burkely is determined to help her heal. That home visit changed my life. She is a shell of the person I knew. I just want each day to end so the night can swallow my pain. She still has so much to give. I’m empty. I want to help her stand on her own again. I’m not ready to let go. She’s worth sticking around for. My will to keep moving forward is stalled. I want to make her smile again. He has a good heart, but I can’t be the one to take care of it. She doesn’t know that a long time ago I dreamed of her heart and soul. My story has ended. Our story is just beginning.

She's a single mom with a messy life. He's Rebel Desire's bass player. I want what all my friends have. He doesn't need my baggage. I can't stop thinking about her. Romance isn't my priority, my daughter is. I want to show her she can have it all. He thinks we can be a family. Her and Rae are my family now, and no one will take them away from me. He stays even when it's easier to leave. I'm going to give her her southern fairytale.