Six years ago, I hit rock bottom. In a desperate attempt to pull myself from the ashes, I had to burn the people I loved most. Now, those same people are drowning in darkness after their world is rocked by tragedy. I've made a business out of helping others, channeling my past trauma into a good cause. But when the one person who needs my help the most sends me away, I have another choice to make. I'm stronger now. I've spent years stitching up old wounds. But the wound of my broken love story has never fully healed. Six years ago, I lost myself. I lost him. I won't make the same mistake twice.