Her

She’s this is of shed. Doesn’t know her name? Verify. Cruelly beaten within an in . of her life? Check. No memory space of anything that’s happened since she woke up from that beating? Check. Losing a kid she doesn’t keep in mind conceiving? Check. She hasn’t experienced anything but lost in an exceedingly long time. After that an old biker tells her danger is on the horizon. He transmits her to a man that she immediately feels a connection with. A bone tissue deep connection.

Him

He’s the definition of despair. Following the death of his young wife while on a tour of responsibility in Afghanistan, he hasn’t noticed the appeal of participating in the globe around him. He’s lost the thing he ever treasured. He’s been a shell of the man he once was. His just escape from reality is sense the wind in his hair, heading as fast as he will get his aged Harley to take him. That’s the only time he can drive his demons back far plenty of to feel serenity. That is until she screams his name.

Contains mature themes.