My life can only be controlled by myself.

I touched my belly, thinking about the baby growing inside, and bit my lip.

After saying goodbye to Ryan, I went back to my apartment.

With everything that had happened recently, I was so overwhelmed I barely had time to rest.

I'd promised Grandma I'd take care of myself—I couldn't break that promise.

Lying in bed, I scrolled through my phone's photo gallery.

There were ...