Chapter 40Annika
I told you so. I told you so. I told you so.
Annika pulled the pillow over her head, but it couldn’t drown out the words echoing inside her head, only the sounds of the guys talking in the next room. How many times had her mother said those very words? And the few friends she’d made in high school when they watched her go after the wrong people? Then her best friend, Leo, whose opinion she respected but still could not accept? And now Steph.
Oh, she didn’t have to say it. It was written all over her sympathetic face. Written in the furrows on her forehead. So everyone she knew, everyone who remotely knew her, was more aware of how she should live her life, who was not right for her. But where was all the sage advice offered on who was right for her?
“The right person w
