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Mackenzie Mueller doesn't take me seriously. She says I'm an alcoholic. I say I'm living in the moment. She says I need to be more serious. I say I tried that, and it broke my heart. She says I'm the best she ever had...I tend to agree. She says we're not good together. She's lying. After losing the love of my life before my 20th birthday, I was sure I'd never love again. I've spent the past five years living like it's my last day on earth. Girls, booze, and as much family time as possible filled my weeks. But mostly the booze.... Then, Mackenzie walked into my life and suddenly I have purpose again. But she's convinced I'm not in it for the long haul.

When my dad cut me off and locked my bank accounts, my so-called life was so-called over. Thank god for my uncle Carter who gave me a roof over my head while I figured my shit out. Where does a guy who never worked a day in his life even begin rebuilding? A cheap-ass apartment complex, of course. Enter Lauren Monroe. We met in an elevator and I felt her hatred immediately...which naturally pulled me in. I latched on to her to teach me the way of the poor, and in doing so I developed something I never felt for a girl before. Real feelings.

My name's Taylor Black and gaining my trust doesn't come easy when you're in my shoes. A good-looking 21-year-old pro baseball pitcher in his hometown? Girls flock to me but for two things only. Sex. And money. Well, flocked. Ever since an on-field fight ended my pitching career faster than a 100 mph strikeout, my luck seems to have run out. No luck. No baseball. No sex drive. In its place? Pure anger.

She walked away from us when she needed me most. I should have stopped her. I should have begged her to stay. But I didn’t. I let her believe I thought she was crazy. But she came back. She accepted me just like I accept her. Every single part of her - even the parts she herself can’t accept. Blake is terrified she can’t be the woman I need. She lives in constant fear of not being a good mother to our unborn child. Most of all, she is terrified of herself. Her condition isn’t fixable. There is no cure. All I can do is love her with everything that I am and be there for her.

She saw right through me. Every time the girl looked at me it was like she knew exactly what I was thinking. And why I was thinking it. It’s the why part that bothered me the most. I never wanted a girl like Sienna in my life. I never wanted a girl to embed herself into my soul so deep just trying to forget about her felt worse than slicing layers of skin off. I never wanted to feel like this. For anyone. But I had her and I fucking let her go. I let her go, and she filled the void.

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I've known one thing to be true all of my adult life. Millie is my girl. She’s been the sunshine on every cloudy day of mine since the day we met in the back of that truck in high school. People thought we were insane marrying so young. They said we’d never make it. Now, after 15 years, two kids, a successful career, and an incredibly blessed marriage I feel like I have the world at my fingertips. Until one day it’s all ripped away from me. I'll do anything to go back to the life we had. Now I’m in the hospital, day in and day out, talking to the shell of my wife, begging her to wake up.

I’m Lincoln West. Single father extraordinaire to the coolest kid on the face of the earth, and I have parents who think the world of my son. I’m a family guy. At 22, I’ve embraced my fate as a lifetime member of the uncool single-dad club. Until I meet Wren. That’s when everything changes. Wren’s the beauty in my ugly days. She’s full of life and talent, and she’s the exact mother figure my son needs. It’s surprising because she’s the daughter of two very shitty people. Right when we think the world’s stopped pitting against us, her family proves us wrong.

They were my best friends, but they made my dating life difficult. I probably didn't help it either, picking only the losers that broke my heart more times than I'd like to admit. So I pulled the trigger two years ago and left home for a bigger and better life where I wasn't being shadowed by all my past mistakes. I thought that I'd get out and do something with my life.

You know what sucks? Cancer. Cancer sucks. Especially when it takes a young life. Like the life of my five year old son. You want to know what I have to say about that? Nothing. Absolutely nothing because I don't have the drive anymore. There's nothing left in me except emptiness. That much is obvious. I've lost my car, my career, and my apartment. At least I have my brother. Actually, I just have a place to stay because of my rich, single brother.