My father taught me to believeā¦in destiny, in magic, in happily ever after. Dreams were my scripture and the starry night sky was my temple. Then Mom stopped believing, left him, and took us with her. At the age of sixteen, I cashed in my dreams to pay the rent, pawned my destiny to keep my sisters together.Ā
Now, seven years later, Iām returning home, grieving the death of my mother, and settling my sisters back into the life Mom threw away. I never intended to stay. I donāt want to deal with my father, who is so invested in the spiritual world he forgets the physical. I donāt want to face William Bailey, whose eyes remind me of the girl I was, the things Iāve done, and the future I lost.
This would all be easier if Will hated me. As it is, I have to hold my secrets close so they wonāt hurt him more than theyāve already hurt me. But he wants to be in my life. He wants what I canāt bring myself to confess I sold. He wants me.Ā I find myself looking to my stars again…wondering if I dare one more wish.”
Now, seven years later, Iām returning home, grieving the death of my mother, and settling my sisters back into the life Mom threw away. I never intended to stay. I donāt want to deal with my father, who is so invested in the spiritual world he forgets the physical. I donāt want to face William Bailey, whose eyes remind me of the girl I was, the things Iāve done, and the future I lost.
This would all be easier if Will hated me. As it is, I have to hold my secrets close so they wonāt hurt him more than theyāve already hurt me. But he wants to be in my life. He wants what I canāt bring myself to confess I sold. He wants me.Ā I find myself looking to my stars again…wondering if I dare one more wish.”