Morning came rather slowly, and for Brooklyn, she didn't want to waste any more time in the environment that had done nothing but destroy her completely.

And the house she thought was going to be the perfect place to create all the memories she'd relished.

Her mother’s wedding was important, and she wasn't going to ruin it with her presence and unstable love affair.

She'd packed up their bags overnight while shedding tears that refused to stop flowing.

Hazel was reluctant to leave and ...