Iris Kelly Doesn't Date (Bright Falls, #3)

by Ashley Herring Blake

Six months couldn’t erase six years,

Stevie still wasn’t quite sure who she was on her own, which scared the shit out of her.

She felt her friends on either side of her, gentle hands on her back, waiting for her. Loving her. Because Iris Kelly was worth loving. And she always had been.

I was scared. So fucking scared, and I’m pretty sure I still am, and I might need you to be patient with me, but I can’t . . . I have to try.