Chapter Seven
72 Hours to go
Tanya’s nightmares were many and vivid. Several times throughout the night she woke up crying, and she wasn’t exactly sure why. She loved Sara, trusted her, and out of all the guys out there, why did she choose to be with the one and only guy Tanya liked? Why? To hurt her? To rip her apart? Is that why she asked her if she still liked him at the mall? What was the reason for that? To make the f*******: declaration sting even worse? None of it made any sense. Were they ever truly friends?
And her feelings for Sara were confusing to her, something her subconscious mind didn’t disregard when it crafted its nocturnal musings. She pictured her and Sara together, in bed, making love, and Antonio walking in, and Sara tossing her to the side as she rushed to join he
