I swiped out of the picture to come to the text chain with Mom. All the texts about how ungrateful I am and how I'd better be there the day of the wedding were still sitting there unanswered. I thought about blocking her, but for some reason, I just can't. I hate that they still have this hold on me after everything they did.
With a deep sigh, I set my phone on the bedside table and snuggled under the blankets. I just wanted my brain to shut off. Just for a little while.
It would probably help if that stupid green-eyed biker was here to annoy me. It's best that he's not though. Because tonight, I'm feeling vulnerable.
Not in the way that would let him in pants either. In the way that would let him in my heart. Because all I really want to do is cry.
I just want to cry in someone's a
