It’s currently 10:19 am, and I am here, at a Publix pharmacy, about to pickup my anxiety meds that the doctor prescribed to me.
Everything happened overnight just like it did in my premonition.
Thank goodness not much press was bothering us.
But here I am, five days later, not even bothered by one person.
Tara is moving in two days to UCF, and Grant is also going to be there.
Of course, in different apartments.
But in the same apartment complex.
I’m here back in Orlando, in a place called Windermere, FL.
It’s the one that is closer to our apartment.
I felt arms wrap around me from behind.
“Sorry babe, I didn’t want to go grocery shopping without you.” Brandon tells me whilst planting a kiss on top of my head.
“Awh, how sweet of you.” I chuckled.
Which reminds me, yesterday we m
