The hotel near the school became my personal nightmare, one I couldn’t escape.

Another excruciatingly painful night.

The sunlight streamed through the windows, falling across the bed.

What should have been a lazy, serene morning was shattered by the sight of my disheveled and broken self.

"Why were you so obedient last night? Were you thinking about that guy?"

I avoided his piercing gaze. "You mean Charleston? No." ...