My name is Vivian Nelson, and I am raising my son on my own. Life has knocked me down more times than I can count, yet I still cling to hope because my child is everything to me, even while his illness threatens to take him away. The surgery costs more money than I could ever hope to save, but walking away was never an option. When my world felt like it was closing in, I forced myself to ask my boss, Carlos Rogers, for help. I never expected his answer. He was willing to support me, but his help came with a condition I never imagined. Left with nowhere else to turn, I agreed to Carlos's proposal. I had no idea how I would look my son in the eye later on, but life has never been kind or easy to me, and I have learned that survival often demands painful choices. Luck finally showed me some mercy when the surgery succeeded, and my precious boy slowly began to heal. Carlos carries himself with confidence and authority, while I have always believed I am not worthy of love. Because of that, I assumed our connection would stay strictly professional. He, however, does not see things the same way, and little by little, he finds his way past my defenses and into my heart.
