I believed in the fairytale.
The "till death do us part" fantasy little girls grow up believing in.
Unfortunately for me, my happy ending was divorce, and learning to find myself all over again.
I was done with men and relationships, or so I thought, until a stubborn hockey player was determined to show me what love could really be.
But could I fall for the fairytale a second time, and trust that he would protect my heart?
From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew she was made for me.
She was broken and I was determined to put her back together again.
I was here to prove she could have that fairytale love story after all.
To show her someone else can protect her heart and love her unconditionally.
Now I just have to convince her that someone is me.