How far would you go to save someone you loved?
My name’s Sophie. At 19 I planned on college —not MS. I told people, but they started treating me differently, so now I keep it secret.
I probably have many more years to live with this disease, but my grandmother does not. I left home and traveled to L.A. to look for alternative or traditional healing. I’d try anything because I was fighting for our lives.
My first night in L.A. I landed in the middle of a campus bar fight. Alejandro, the most beautiful man I’d ever met, rescued me.My second day I got lost in a dicey part of town.
I hired Alejandro to drive me to my appointments; be my bodyguard. He made me laugh. He sheltered me. My heart started cracking open.
I wish I had told him my secret. When I discovered—he hadn’t yet told me his…