Being Jane wasn't easy.
No one ever noticed me. I was invisible. My life was utterly boring. Not the spoiled-brat kind of boring, but the bone weary kind of boring.
Then, out of the blue, one little phone call changed it all. Things started happening and life got complicated … really fast.
You’ve heard of love triangles, right? Well, there was some kind of geometry going on in my love life, but it wasn’t as simple as a triangle.
Being Jane Brown was hard.
I had to tiptoe around my fragile mother. I made terrible mistakes that led to heartache and misery.
But, I finally felt alive.