Anna
It had been nearly four months since the accident and I was almost back to my old self, physically at least. It had been a long road back and at times I’d wanted to give up. The physical therapy was the least of it; the mental recovery was far worse. I didn’t do myself any favors by spending time with Rob. I’d told him we could be friends. Anything more was out of the question. I never again wanted to experience the pain I’d felt when Stacey told me she’d been with him. Seeing as he was part of Susan and Brian’s circle of friends, I would inevitably see him again, and being friends would make that easier, I thought. Every time I was with him was like getting teeth extracted without anesthesia. I wanted to kiss him, feel his weight on me, run my fingers through his hair, and have his
