Chapter Eleven
I need to get out of the house. I don’t care that darkness is growing closer and it isn’t safe. I slip outside the front without anyone noticing—not a difficult feat when everyone’s chilling in the back garden with the remaining kitchen tea guests—and head along the road.
I find it easier to breathe out here. My head is clearer and my heart isn’t as heavy. The Braden-sized hole in my chest begins to close again. I still feel horrid for all the things I said to Sarah, and scared that Lex won’t ever reply to my messages again, but at least my chest doesn’t feel ripped open. Braden is in the past. I’ve worked hard to leave him there. Now I need to work hard at not letting conversations about him cause me to feel so raw.
I’m several houses away from Isabelle’s when I start fr
