11
Annie
I lay curled up on the bed, staring at the blackened fireplace. Roan had left like I’d told myself I wanted him to. He’d left me alone, disappearing up into the hills.
And I’d watched him go until he passed from sight.
He didn’t turn to wave, didn’t say goodbye.
For the best.
So why did my damn heart hurt? Why did my eyes sting like I wanted to cry?
Fucking hormones, that’s what. I rolled to my back and pressed the heels of my hands against my eyes, breathing slowly, determined to not shed tears because of P-f*****g-MS. I wanted him. I didn’t want him.
The f**k was wrong with me? Teasing him like I’d been doing, and then telling him no?
Bitch, indeed.
I’m afraid to trust him.
I blew out a heavy exhale and flopped my arms onto the mattress beside me. Yes, I liked Roan Ke
