After the public humiliation of her first marriage, she swore she would never marry again. And then she met him—a photographer named Bryan Randall.
She hired him to take pictures at her son’s birthday party, and from that day on, they were inseparable. He became a father to her adopted children, her rock, and her quiet refuge from the Hollywood storm.
“I found the love of my life,” she said in a rare moment of vulnerability.
For three years, they secretly battled his illness—ALS. She became his caregiver until the very end.
Now, she says she will never look for love again. Why would you search for something you’ve already had—and already lost?
After the heartbreak of her first marriage, she made a vow: never again.
Then came Bryan Randall—a photographer she hired for her son’s birthday.
From that moment, they were inseparable. He became a father to her children, her emotional anchor, her quiet shelter from the chaos of fame.
“I found the love of my life,” she said, letting the world glimpse a rare moment of vulnerability.
For three years, they battled his illness—ALS—in silence. She became his caregiver, his constant companion, until the very end.
Now, she says she will never seek love again.
Because some loves aren’t meant to be replaced.
Some loves arrive once, change everything, and leave behind a silence that no one else can fill.
