“Suspended in that space between consciousness and sleep, I floated in blissful ignorance. No stalker, no race, no fight with Bryan. Everything was peaceful and perfect and happy and content. I rolled over and gazed around the room, confused by my surroundings. Different walls, strange furniture. As I tried to place myself in the world, everything came rushing back. The stress, fear, anxiety. Like a bubble popped, my few moments of contentment were scattered. Above all else, I was overcome with ...a profound sense of guilt. I hated arguing with Bryan and deep down, I knew I was taking a lot of my stress out on him. “Doesn’t excuse everything he’s done,” I argued with myself, but the feeling lingered. I knew he was right to protect that girl, even if I didn’t like it. Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I stretched my sore muscles out and pulled my hair into a high ponytail. I at least owe him an apology, I thought. Our shared bedroom was just down the hall, and I found it empty. After checking the bathroom, I heard the clink of plates from the kitchen.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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