I was used to my gut screaming at me to do something… if only I had listened to it.
I didn’t say a word as I walked out of the kitchen and into the front hallway. I opened the door when John spoke;
“I’m sorry, Rach.”
I didn’t look at him, “I know.”
“Do you believe me?” he asked.
I could almost hear his heavy, anxious heartbeat as he waited for my answer.
I didn’t hesitate, “no,” and then I left.
If your gut was screaming at you not to do something, would you listen to it?
Rachel has the perfect life. At least she thinks she does. Perfect boyfriend, perfect friends, perfect grades, perfect clothes. Until that one disaster that led to the one night that changed everything…