A Beautiful Kind of Love

Prologue

Here’s the thing. Life happens. What does that even mean? Well, it means just that. 

Life. 

Literally. 

Just. 

Happens. 

It is in constant motion, going on, no matter the circumstances and regardless of the outcomes. Sometimes, things happen the way we want them to, and sometimes, they don’t. 

In actuality, we have little control over how things turn out in the end. It is impossible to know how the choices we make will change the course of our future, how a small break from a relationship might seal our fate, or how an inconsequential choice over something we deem temporary could become permanent. 

You see, every action has a reaction, and that reaction has another, and so on and on. Therefore, once that action is put out into the universe, we have no control over the infinite amount of reactions that might occur, forever changing the future. 

I don’t know if I believe in soul mates, but I do know that someone is out there for everyone. 

There is one person who fits so perfectly in my life, someone I love unconditionally—someone who makes me laugh until I cry, and someone who I’m so attracted to that my blood will race through my veins at his every touch. 

Okay, that sounds a lot like the definition of a soul mate, so maybe I do believe in it. Perhaps though, people can have more than one, but I don’t. 

I have one, and his name is Jax Porter. 

I have known Jax my whole life, and by extension, I have loved him with every breath I’ve taken throughout my entire existence. Our mothers have been best friends, and Jax and I were born a mere month apart. Ever since we could communicate through slobbery gurgles, we have been put in the position to be inseparable best friends. 

So, one might think our story is sealed, our fate written. 

Unfortunately, that’s not how it works. Through this experience of life, we have many choices to make, and each one will lead us down another path. 

I find myself at a destination that I never imagined, and to be honest, I am terrified of it. 

Yet here I am. 

Now, I have to figure out where to go from here.