Lost Creek Hollow The Marks of men, the fortune she had won

Ash was a different beast than most. She had seen what love could do at a young age. How her father had missed her mother so much. How her auntie had all but been destroyed by the man she loved. How her grandma had been destroyed by a man she loved. Her grandfather had only been able to fix some of her sadness. So she didn't seek it out. Would rather possibly be alone her entire life than give her all to anyone that could take it and destroy it. 

Ash chuckled softly. I wish I could answer that. Because we want to feel wanted and desired. Perhaps?