This Is It
There’s no such thing as insta-love… except maybe there is?
It’s only been a few days since I met Roar, and now here he is, in my bed. It just feels right though—like this is somehow meant to be. Sappy, I know, but it’s true.
But as soon as I think things are finally calming down and I can enjoy this… I find out more about that night that leaves me with even more questions. And a horrible scenario playing in my head.
I have to figure out what happened that night, once and for all. I have questions… and I need answers.