THEY SAY EVERYTHING IN LIFE HAPPENS FOR A REASON.
And while that was something I had believed in for a long while, I was starting to doubt that statement more and more as each day passed. The past few months had been so emotionally draining, with John and the trial, and starting at a new school. . .
I needed to take a step back and allow myself to fully process everything. Unfortunately, I couldn't, because today was the eighth of February.
The day John was supposed to be released from jail.
From the moment I woke up, I had a sick feeling in my stomach. I had a feeling something wouldn't go right today. Was I supposed to believe that John would silently get on a bus and go home?
The rain pelted down heavily on the car, the weather reflecting my mood. My back was stiff in m
