14: Terrible Truths

Anyra

I stand in shock, staring down at my bare feet in the moon's pale glow. My stomach does summer saults, and my legs suddenly feel like they’re made of lead. I don’t know how to breathe anymore as my mind swirls in waves of confusion.

I try to focus on what Logan has just said and what it might mean. “You didn’t try to fit in. You are just you and no one else. And I think that’s beautiful.”

Did he really mean that? ...