You know that feeling when life hands you a script, and all you're supposed to do is follow the lines?

That was me, Lena Rose, living the life my mother had planned since I was born.

Fashion shows, perfect image, no say in my own California story.

My little wishlist for happiness was pretty basic, nothing out of this world: a dog (ASAP!), a cozy apartment, a car that didn't pollute more than Chernobyl, a job that didn't feel like a cage, and to finally chase my art. 💫

But instead, I was just a puppet on a catwalk, chauffeured around in a car I couldn't even drive, not when my mom panics about me hitting someone. Oh, and don't get me started on her hatred of dogs.

Then, I saw an ad. It felt like a sign, my chance to break free. Three hundred bucks, two suitcases, and a one-way ticket to London. Goodbye, perfect but empty life. ✈️

That's when I found Inkphoric. A tattoo studio that quickly became home. I found my people there, my tribe, the family I never knew I needed.

And then, Ryder came into the picture. The kind of guy who doesn't just walk into a room, he owns it. Tattoos everywhere, a smirk that could make you forget your name, and eyes that hold secrets you'd be crazy to ask about. Every word from him feels like a challenge, but damn if I'm not tempted to take him up on it. 🖤

This is life unscripted, and it's wild. 🔥