This new Drew? This new sexualized version of Drew? Of us? It keeps me on the tips of my toes. Keeps me up nights, thinking, wondering, plotting. The broken, damaged girl, the scared one who hides in the dark, is terrified of this. Of what it could potentially represent. The loss of the one and only man I’ve ever truly trusted. The one thing Drew and I had going for us is that we never went there. He was my safe haven. The one I relied on during times when I felt like I had no one else. And now? Now it’s all jumbled up. The grown woman in me, the one desperate to rid herself of that broken,
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