Bloom (Serenity Ranch, #1)

by E.J. Blaise

“I'm sorry I let him get so bad. I tried—” I cut myself off. I'm not sure what I tried to do. To get him to stop drinking? To not be so aggravating of a presence, he had to drink to be around me?

“You’ve got that look on your face,” his momma accuses suspiciously during one of their weekly calls. “Who is she?”

He knows by now, surely, that silence makes me itch.

so true for me as well lol

“But she always used to say the rain washed everything away and wiped the slate clean. The day after a good rain is your fresh start.”

“It's okay,” I say for the... third time today? Fourth? The hundredth time in the past two days?

charm is fleeting—fuckboys are forever.

Poor me.

mhmmmmm

“You were really gonna leave me here, huh?”