Leather pants? Check.
Tormented Soul? Check.
Rock star extraordinaire? Check.

He’s the guy most women would pay to have break there hearts.

Except me. I already know how hard it is to get over him. Spencer made me believe in the notion of a soulmate at the age of seventeen. By twenty-three, he made me realize you can only truly hate someone you once loved.

Some people change the world.
Some people let the world change them.
Unfortunately, Spencer turned mine upside down.
Twice.