I couldn' t feel any of the celebration. The air smelled of sulfur and hot dogs, a sick mix t

ily, the people who were supposed to love me, they held me down and let a

d, her eyes cold, not meeting mine. "Savannah

the sedatives. He called me his hero. Then he went to Savannah' s room to celebrate with her. I found the texts later

han they' d adopted for good PR

t was over. I had nothing left. No family, no love, no reas

? Are yo

t away, his hands held up gently. He wore a simple t-shirt and jeans, but he stood with a kind of s

rom the railing," h

gly sound. "Why? So I

rbilt? I saw the news. A bad breakup is r

ld taste it. A bad breakup.

in my throat. "They took something from me. He and my sist

arpened into shock and disbelief. He took a ha

said, my voice flat. "For he

st time in weeks, someone looked at me and saw the victim, not th

," he b

ing back to the canyon. "Th

racking with urgency. "I care. My na

e I had ever known. A flicker of something warm touched the ice in my chest.

mper, only to be pulled over the edge with them. I couldn' t do that t

the edge, onto the sol

shoulders slumped in relief. "Thank you. Ju

was strong and callou

d Savannah were together, celebrated, while I was just the broken girl left behind. The help he w

only way to

while his guard was do

nt. I heard him scream my n

Av

wrapped around my waist, pulling me tight against a hard chest. He had jump

ed in my mind as we fell

f underneath me. He was trying to shield me from the imp

ly break free and w

I sobbed int

ything we