11
Jordan
The next morning, sunlight streaked in through the open blinds. I blinked awake to the unfamiliar surroundings. Then Annie’s comforting weight wrapped up in my arms, fast asleep and relaxed, brought me back to the night before. I couldn’t keep the smile from my face. When was the last time I’d felt this way? So…free.
I honestly couldn’t remember. Missy and I had dated nearly a year, probably the longest relationship of my life, and I’d never once felt like this. It had been a constant struggle to keep up with her high-profile life and ever more ridiculous demands. There was no freedom in a life lived in manipulation.
Who knew that I’d have to come to Lubbock, Texas—the place my father had sworn to never take me—to find even an ounce of hope?
Annie snuggled in closer. Her arm
