She was always the odd one out in spite her efforts to fit in.
The frantic search for love and companionship made Leah offer her all to every tom, dick and Harry that offered an iota of what she needed.
Sadly, the "gentlemen" do not have the faintest idea of what love is.
Every time she got a footing after a fall, any "perfect gentleman" who crosses her path; sways her off her footing with enchanting words and beautiful gifts which leads to offering her best only to be disappointed again.
Is there hope for Leah?
Who is the perfect lover?
Who will validate her love?
Will she find her perfect love?
Who will love her with all her imperfections?
Does this sound like your story, or someone you know?