I Had to Die for You to Finally Love Me

I once loved Logan with a foolish, fearless devotion.

But just because I accidentally broke a necklace belonging to his precious childhood sweetheart, he expelled me from Nashville without a second thought.

In the worst days that followed, I slept under bridges, picked through garbage, and served drinks in shady bars just to survive.

Later, we met again—inside a shoe boutique.

He had come to buy a lavish birthday gift for his childhood sweetheart.

A wealthy, extravagant VIP.

And I... was nothing more than a shop assistant in a cheap uniform.