Violet
Naomi and I had a great time with the ladies.
They were amazing.
We drank, laughed, and talked about anything and everything.
They knew what I'd gone through with Paul.
But not once did they make me feel like they pitied me.
I was thankful for that.
By the end of the night, I was good and buzzed.
Not drunk.
Just pleasantly buzzed, like I'd promised Ethan.
Eventually, Ethan decided it was time to go home and walked me out to his SUV.
For once, I'd spent an entire night having fun.
And I needed it.
......
The next morning, I slowly woke up.
Warm.
Comfortable.
And surrounded by something solid.
Doom.
Again.
His large body was behind mine, one heavy arm wrapped around me.
I found that interesting.
But I was also thankful.
It seemed like I slept better when I was i
