“Want to play pretend?”
This small-town can’t help but stick it’s nose in my love life.
So I’ve decided lying is the answer to my problem.
Growing up, Levi was a good friend.
My instincts told me he saw me as so much more.
Now he’s all grown up and nothing short of an Adonis.
Sexy. Strong. Brilliant.
And so beautifully broken.
We’re playing this game of pretend so well, the lines between us are starting to blur.
They say rules are meant to be broken. They probably should have added that hearts are, too.
I gave my heart to someone who wasn’t capable of protecting it.
Now I’m carrying a child that will remind me of him forever.