I will tell you a story about two lovers who loved and fought for what they believed in, despite the world around them. They fought for something worth preserving. This beautiful story is about me. My real story that I tell is about Jace Ryan, with whom I share the world and who keeps us safe. The warmth of his heart and body, all of this is beautiful and worth appreciating. Some would wonder, what is missing then? And I ask myself this many times. What about these nights that I experience because I see it there? This indecisiveness? The question I ask myself is what is missing? You see that everything around us tests the strength of our will, our faith and ability to figure out what is right and what is wrong, where is good and where is evil. In my opinion, such a fate is one of the toughest decisions on this path. Those restless sounds at night that wake me up, wanting to know what's missing. Something that sank deep into my bones and reminded me that this story, while it was being made, was turning into something darker, something I never thought I would end up in. It was one night, one destiny, and something tragically destroying everything beautiful. .Heavy clouds of curling smoke narrow the vision of my life. Do you see it? This excruciating pain inside you and the understanding that not everything is as it seems? Take a closer look. This nervousness you have now, stumbling over words you can’t say, muffled voices behind a mask, moaning in your own defense to save yourself, slurred words escaping your tongue. There is something tragic in all of this. When I have nothing left to give, nothing left to say, there is him, the one who brings me back into the arms of my fireman, who gives the warmth of his heart and body, who fights, to save your family.