Zoe's POV...
Days turns into weeks and I still couldn't get out of my bed or leave my house as I drowned more and more into my depression and despair. Blaming myself over and over again, for allowing myself to be used like a piece of rag in Ashley and Zack's sick game.
Fervently thinking about Blake and how I would summon up the courage to tell him all that had happened, I'm so sure he already hates me for hurting him the way I did.
‘But I just have to go back and tell him who Ashley really is! Even if he hates me forever." I said to myself.
Packing up my things to travel back to where it all began, dreading every situation that might happen when I got back there.
“I can do this!” I said out loud breathing out heavily picking up my bag. When I was about to leave my house, Anna stopped
