I’ve loved Danny since I was five. He’s loved me longer. It seemed destined that we would be together, it seemed like the stars had aligned. Then we grew up and life got in the way. He’s stepping up to be president of the Motorcycle club we grew up in. And I want no part in it. I want to be free, to travel the world and experience life without violence. He’s not willing to give up the club. I’m not willing to be an old lady. But giving him up is like losing a part of myself. Love isn’t easy. Life certainly never is. The manacles he has wrapped around me will hold me to him. No matter how hard I try to run.