I hated to admit that every free moment I wasn't in the studio or working with Ferry, I submerged myself in researching-websites, a new book-anything I could get my hands on. At this point, I could write a novel on the subject matter. What I hadn't figured out was how to implement it in my own life. I wanted to be what Sera needed-God, I was desperate to fulfill that role for her, to keep her safe. But the truth was, I wasn't an assertive person by nature, and any attempt at alpha would be forced despite how much I wanted to believe that demeanor was just below the surface of my personality.
I used to wonder why women tried to change who they were to catch a man. I'd loved Sylvie as she was, perfect in all her imperfections, and she loved me the same. We had just fit, complemented each ot
