They called him the devil but I knew him as Dylan Scott. The type of guy that charm could light the whole room up. He was a popular MMA fighter, while I stood in the background quietly. I spent years patching him up from every fight he would participate in. One night a heated argument turned us against each other. I left and took my heart with me. 12 years later an almost fatal accident brought us back together. I wasn't the girl he used to know and he wasn't the man I admired long ago.