She thinks I'm her Guardian Angel. I know I'm her worst nightmare.
I thought I had everything under control. Until the day I saved Maggie’s life.
Most men would melt if a girl like her looked at them the way she looks at me, as if I was her savior, her protector.
She sees the muscles, the tats, the hero the media makes me out to be.
I’d give anything to be that man, but I can’t let her in.
What I had to do in Afghanistan made me a monster.
If I let her in… I might let it out.
I belong over there, in hell.
I don’t know how to live in the heaven that is Maggie.
She doesn't realize how hard I'm fighting to keep her away.
She doesn't know who I really am.
She should run.
Before she unleashes a monster that can’t be controlled.