Miranda POV
I wake up to Ella lightly snoring next to me. I smile at my best friend who is wrapped in the blankets with drool running down her cheek. After we went back downstairs and talked to Jacob last night, Ella refused to let me sleep alone. She really is more like a sister to me than a best friend. I would do anything for her and I know she feels the same way about me. After everything that happened with Troy, I wanted to call her and tell her everything, but I knew she was dealing with her own heartache. I was so angry, not only at Troy, but at myself for being so stupid. How could I just believe him? My birthday is next week. Why didn't I just tell him we had to wait till my birthday? I hate myself for believing him. The tears prick the back of my eyes and I quickly blink them aw
