#Chapter257
I push the door open with one hand and pull out my phone with a heavy sigh, slowly inhaling as I inhale fresh air.
I’m okay, I really am okay.
I text Jake, asking him where he is, letting him know I’ll come to him. I need the air and the walk. I need the time to myself to let all that happened in that room sink in. I want to walk to him smiling, to show him that I’m so much stronger than I ever have been before.
She never fought for me, she never told me she loved me, but then she never did.
I’m not the one who is broken or unlovable, she is. Yes, I am scarred, but I’m healing, and I’ve finally found my way into arms I know will always be waiting for me.
