MARIA'S POV
"What just happened?"
I sat there after Connor left, having no idea what to do next. I clutched the shopping bag he had brought me in my hand and stared at it, shock still evident on my face and in my expression.
"This must be some kind of dream, right?" I said to myself, finding it hard to believe. I had no idea what to believe, but when I glanced down again to see the shopping bag once more, I knew it really happened.
I asked myself if I was dreaming or if everything that happened tonight had really occurred, and if Connor had indeed bought those clothes for me. That wasn't the only thing that caused me to wonder; the fact that he admitted he hadn’t been treating me right also brought me great confusion.
Why would Connor McCalister admit to doing something wrong when
