I’ve survived multiple deployments to places that just hearing the name makes people cringe. I think nothing of attempting to save lives when they have the most impossible injuries, all while sustaining my own wounds. I’m a medic, a healer, a helper, a fixer. I must do this to conceal my dark, scarred, broken soul. I loved her beyond reason even though I knew I could never have her. Now I’m dragging myself back to the light, the land of the living with the help of my friends.
I need to find her. The one who will be my rock. My heart. But to find her, I have one more battle to fight.
Ryleigh grew up in Texas and enlisted in the military after high school. After traveling the world, she came back stateside and started a new chapter in her life. When she isn't crafting with words, she can often be found outdoors with her daughter, reading a good book, or eating dark chocolate.