I didn't know where to go or what to think, but as long as one foot was in front of the other, everything else was a complete blur. My heart ached and the tears wouldn’t stop streaming down my face. How had I been so stupid? My own insecurities had me acting like a child, and it was my own doing ...
I was avoiding Axel and Leslie’s requests to go out. I even avoided planning my twenty-first birthday. I was in a funk—a Weston funk—and didn’t want to talk to either of them about it, so I focused on work. I was sitting at the kitchen table going over notes for my meeting...