eight LeniIt’s been a couple of weeks since I stood in this kitchen, pushing my hands against Liam’s chest. I haven’t seen him since, though he’s rarely left my mind. It’s frustrating, to say the least. I’m trying to change things up, as Emily suggested. Though I’ve come to realize that change is real damn hard, especially for me. As much as I despise my father, I can’t deny that his stubborn streak is thriving within me.
I’ve decided that my first step to the new me is focusing less on Liam and more on myself and what I need to be happy. So far, I’m failing in that endeavor. I haven’t had any interaction with Liam, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been obsessed with him nonetheless. I sometimes hear him working in the barn and see him driving his truck out toward the pasture, but I don’t
