EXCERPT
“You should never be judged for
that, Bella. You couldn’t help that. I think you’re too hard on yourself.”
“Oh, really? I don’t think I’m hard
enough on myself.”
“Why do you want to punish
yourself?” he asked.
“Who says I’m punishing myself?” It
was getting way too real for Bella.
“It’s obvious, Bella. You deserve
good things. A good life. People who love you…”
“I’ve made some big mistakes in my
life, Grant. You have no idea who you’re talking to. I don’t deserve nearly as
much as you think.”
“Have you murdered someone?”
“Of course not.”
“Stolen?”
“Nope.”
“Then you deserve whatever kind of
second chance you need. End of story. Now come on…” he said as he took her
empty cup and threw it away. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her down the sidewalk
and into the pavilion that was blaring with music. Without warning, Grant pulled
her close and started dancing with her. Thankfully, the music was fast, and she
was a pretty good dancer. They laughed as they danced, and for once Bella felt
like her real world was miles away.
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