#Chapter17

6 Years Later

I found my reason. I found that bizarre reason I was still breathing and alive on this terrible planet.

That reason was Dean.

Dean changed my mind.

I do believe in love.

Love is feeling that first pull towards someone you probably thought you wouldn't like.

I raised an eyebrow, my face straight. "Would you be talking to me?"

He glanced from side to side before his eyes settled on me once again. "Is there anyone else in the proximity?"

I pulled my hood off my head. I couldn't help narrowing my eyes. "Then clearly I look more inviting than I thought because I didn't know...