Chapter 8: Teal
And the part that hurt me the most was that he had never even given me a chance to explain myself.
Instead, he had just written me off as “unsaved" or “in need of help."
He hadn't listened to a word of my promiscuous, “ungodly" lifestyle because he was far too concerned about his own reputation.
I could feel the tears coming on again, but I resisted the urge, as I wanted to be strong.
I somehow couldn't get Emanuel off my mind. I felt I truly loved him, but I also knew that it was time for me to let him go.
Sex had always been an escape for me, a habit that I turned to when in doubt of all other things. But as long as I lived, I had never understood what I needed in order to be fulfilled.
“God" was the classic answer that my father would always pin on me. But I kn
