Legacy by M.A. Foster

True love. Soul mates. Forevers.
I believed in it all.
Until the day my entire world imploded, shredding every bit of hope I had for a future.
I suffered in silence to protect the people I loved.
Consumed by pain and guilt, I staggered through life one dark day at a time.
Masked my broken heart with a smile.
I buried myself in responsibility to avoid the constant reminder that not everyone gets a happily ever after.
Then I saw her on the crowded dance floor of a popular London nightclub.
It wasn’t the first time we’d crossed paths.
Or the second.
Or the third.
Maybe it was the universe’s way of showing me that not all hope was lost.
I didn’t know her name, but I’d never forget those eyes.
Bright. Alluring. Haunted.
But I had ghosts, too.
Someone once told me that people come into our lives when we need them the most.
I knew it the first time I saw her. I needed her.
And as fate would have it, she needed me too.