Immaterial Defense

Every wanna-be rocker dreams of the day when crazed fans will pack their shows. But the more people worship me as some kind of musical god, the more I realize why singers are called "performers." I'm just a pretender. A fake. I need something real. Something to break through the revolting glamour that's bled into every part of my life. And for one perfect night, I found that in Sara. Then she ran. No sane woman would've ever walked away from Declan Hollis after only one night. But walking away from him was the safest move for both of us. I've spent so much time burying my old self in the past, trying to erase the vulnerable person I used to be. I'm smarter now-men are dangerous, and relationships are doubly so. But the more time I spend away from him, the more I want to go back. I may end up shattered all over again. Or maybe, just maybe, he'll be the one to help me pick up the pieces.