One year ago, I crashed my car fleeing the man who chose his ex over me.
I woke up in a hospital with a shattered face and broken faith.
I've been hiding behind masks ever since, writing freelance in Denver and trying to disappear.
When my grandmother collapsed, I had to return to Berkeley Creek, the town where my heart was destroyed.
I was alone in a bar last night, hoodie up, notebook open, when Adam Huxley walked over.
He was the brother of the woman my ex chose over me.
He admitted his friends had dared him to get my number, and something about his honesty made me give it to him before I fled.
But as I rushed out, I dropped a page from my notebook—raw poetry that I never meant for anyone to see.
He called me an hour later and told me he'd read it, and he said he wanted to return it in person.
When I asked him why, he said,
"Because whoever wrote, I need to know who she is."
Genre: Romance
I woke up in a hospital with a shattered face and broken faith.
I've been hiding behind masks ever since, writing freelance in Denver and trying to disappear.
When my grandmother collapsed, I had to return to Berkeley Creek, the town where my heart was destroyed.
I was alone in a bar last night, hoodie up, notebook open, when Adam Huxley walked over.
He was the brother of the woman my ex chose over me.
He admitted his friends had dared him to get my number, and something about his honesty made me give it to him before I fled.
But as I rushed out, I dropped a page from my notebook—raw poetry that I never meant for anyone to see.
He called me an hour later and told me he'd read it, and he said he wanted to return it in person.
When I asked him why, he said,
"Because whoever wrote, I need to know who she is."
Genre: Romance
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