Letting Go of You (Anchored Hearts #2)

by J. M. Witt

  I looked out the window and wondered what I’d done to him to deserve being treated like shit. Was I that horrible? My mind was playing back the evening like a re-run when we arrived at my parents’ house. I paid my fare and walked in the house.

  As I made my way into my room, I felt alone. Not in the physical sense, but emotionally. Good ol’ Faith, always the one to give people a chance. I thought I’d seen something in his eyes when he looked at me, but I realized I’d been wrong. For someone so smart, I sure was stupid.