As the days went by, Sierra and I grew pretty close. She was a very honest person, never too scared to share her opinions, even though they sometimes hurt. I felt a strange connection with her, as if she understood me and what I was going through. But she didn't seem like the type who had experienced what I had, or maybe she had gone through something even worse, judging by her broken marriage.
I still don't get why a man would leave a woman like her. She was really, really beautiful. I couldn't help but admire her as she became more and more beautiful each passing day. She was also very smart with her words and graceful in everything she did.
But I still had doubts and couldn't entirely trust her, not because she did something suspicious, but because I wanted to be careful.
