Nessa

My head hurt, and my heart hung heavy. My body was unwilling to move as I lay upon my bed still dressed in the skimpy outfit that Becca had made me wear. My mind raced over the situations of my past and as much as I tried to shake them away, I couldn’t. It was like I could see Trevor standing before me, his voice lingering in my ears but on the other hand, I knew that wasn’t real. I knew that he wasn’t here because he couldn’t be.

Even though ...