Emily

I walked into my apartment with a smile never leaving my face. I put my leftovers in the fridge and took off my jacket and purse. I couldn’t believe what I said but I was glad I said it. And I wasn’t even afraid of what would happen because somehow, I felt that Tristan was nothing like those guys who had hurt me before. There was something about him that I couldn’t quite put my finger on, but I knew I’d find out sooner or later.

Neeko meowed, rubbing against my leg. ...