I was clinging to all that had been and, in an ideal world, all that we had hoped for. He, he wanted out.
Freya NorthShe liked him. She liked the feeling of liking him. She felt light and smiley and too full of excitement to think of anything else.
Freya NorthShe didn't want to be reminded of her past or how different her present was from the future she'd taken for granted.
Freya North