A long time later, Alyssa, snuggled half asleep in Drew's arms, started to rouse. She felt wonderful, so relaxed and happy. I thought giving up my virginity would be scary, but it wasn't. It was sweet. I wish, in that moment of intense pleasure, I had told Drew I love him. I can feel it now. Her senses had revived. He had fixed whatever was broken in her, and he had done it very well. I'm so happy it should be wrong… wait, it is wrong. What right do I have to be happy when Daddy's dead? He's never coming back. Even if Drew and I got married, he won't be there to walk me down the aisle. If I have a baby, he won't hold or play with it. If I graduate from college, he won't be there to cheer for me. He's gone.
At last, the overdue wave of grief crashed over her and she began to sob. Heartbrok
