He was driving to his grandparents’ house on a snowy night.
Or that’s what I believed for 15 years.
The call came while I was on my bedroom floor, wrapping presents.
His mom was screaming on the phone. I caught a few words.
“I’m not leaving.”
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He was driving to his grandparents’ house on a snowy night.
Or that’s what I believed for 15 years.
The call came while I was on my bedroom floor, wrapping presents.
His mom was screaming on the phone. I caught a few words.
“I’m not leaving.”
“You’re my girlfriend, not my wife.” Jenna knocked softly on the door, and I let her in, my heart still heavy from Marcus's words.…