12 CHARLOTTEFriday morning, I awoke in the comfortable four-poster bed inside my room at the inn. I stretched leisurely, nothing how the blue sheets were twisted and disheveled, bearing the evidence of how much I’d tossed and turned last night. I was so relaxed at that magical hilltop Luke had brought me to. Afterwards though? It had taken a long time to fall asleep.
I lay awake questioning everything. My decision to flee New York … no regrets there. But not telling my parents where I was … that was a little more complex. The fact that I should be in a hurry to get to California and the safety of Valentina’s place…
These past several months, my own life spiraled further and further away from me. I started to imagine true love was for other people. That I just wasn’t destined for a happil
