The Wrong Sister
I hate weddings. I hate the effort, the cost and the stress that comes with it. But most of all I hate the falseness, and […]
I hate weddings. I hate the effort, the cost and the stress that comes with it. But most of all I hate the falseness, and […]
For a few weeks, things started to stabilize. I found some excuse to stay at Rebecca’s apartment almost every night, and Jennifer found some excuse […]