28 dezembro 2013
What in the world was she doing here? There was no sense in which she belonged. She felt like she'd been Photoshopped into the scene. Her heart was throbbing. She pictured him only a few weeks before, lying on the bed across from her, his arms across her ankles.. He cared about her, he'd loved her once - so much he'd brought a ring and thought he wanted to marry her.