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I had my life all planned out.
At twenty-eight, I’d meet my prince.
At thirty, we’d get married.
At thirty-two, we’d have a child.
How does that saying go about best-laid plans?
Here I am at thirty-one. Miserable, alone, and running out of time.
Then my prince arrives. I didn’t expect he would be Ryker West.
But it turns out just like death, love comes when you least expect it.
Danny, Danny, quite contrary
Why doesn’t your hair grow?
With IVs and pain,
And death waiting to take the final blow.
