Chapter 8
Brandon
After I leave Mary, I drive to my parents’ house. I feel like an a*s for yelling at her, but when she said I could never lose her, I lost it. I’ve felt for years that I had lost her. Scaring her away by being a prick isn’t going to help. She needs to know that I’m here for her. I’m not giving her a choice.
Part of me understands why she thinks she needed to do what she did. I wish she had talked to me, explained the threat she felt she was under. My family and I could have reassured her. We would have promised to keep her safe.
But the past is the past. We can’t change it. So the only thing I can do is push on and hope she wants to be with me as much as I want to be with her. And God, do I want to be with her. More so now than ever. When I tasted her for the first tim
