Let me heal you.
No man had ever said those words to me and meant them.
I'd spent my whole marriage being the strong one. The one who built, who carried, who fixed… until the man I carried walked out and told the whole world I was too much woman to love. Too independent. Too capable. The kind of woman a man uses to get on his feet, then leaves.
So when Truth Knox, the most wanted boxer in the world, fine as sin and twice as dangerous, looked at me across a crowded room and offered to be the one who finally took care of me, I didn't believe it.
But Truth doesn't take no for an answer. And Truth wanted me healed, soft, and his.
For the first time in my life, I let a man lead. I let my guard down. I let myself be chosen, be adored, be loved out loud in front of a world that fell for our love story as hard as I did.
I finally had everything I'd stopped letting myself want.
My mama always warned me about the man who tries too hard to convince you he's a good one.
That's why I should've never trusted Truth.

