Blame It On The Carols

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When my music career took off six years ago I had to leave my small-town life and the man I was in love with behind.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But when my mom called asking for my help I couldn't say no. Singing was what I loved and helping the Sugarplum Sweethearts win the local caroling competition would be an honor. I could sneak in spend some time with my mother then get back to LA to prepare for my upcoming world tour.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>What I didn't expect was to have an obsessed fan show up. Safety was the number one priority and everyone assured me that I would be safer staying with Aiden-the former love of my life and current object of my heart's affection. But just because I would be physically safe didn't mean my heart wasn't in danger. It was clinging to old memories and holding onto hope for a future that wasn't an option for us.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>With each day that passed I felt myself falling more and more. I was on a steep and slippery slope that I couldn't afford to go down. Loving and losing Aiden once was enough to break my heart. Allowing it to happen again would shatter me completely.</span></p><p></p>